In the Cultivation Room of the Hall of Ten Thousand Races.
The Spiritual Qi surrounding Cheng Zongyang had reached the pinnacle of density, almost solidifying into physical substance. Five-colored light flickered around his body, growing brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a resonant boom echoed from within him, ringing like a massive temple bell. It was as if he had just unleashed the very first sound of the universe's creation.
His aura surged violently as a surge of immense Power erupted from his Dantian. Inside Cheng Zongyang's Dantian, his Golden Core shattered with a loud bang, and a tiny Nascent Soul began to take shape. This Nascent Soul bore a striking resemblance to Cheng Zongyang himself. It radiated a dazzling five-colored light, shining so brightly it looked like a burning five-colored flame.
