"Finally, has it reached the end?"
Zhou Xun's incarnation murmured.
With an inner vision of the Dantian,
a golden-white inner core was spinning rapidly. Simultaneously, an inexplicable aura of thunder enveloped it.
It appeared extremely peculiar.
Yet this thunder aura seemed to be lacking, not complete.
Seeing this, Zhou Xun sighed,
"In the end, it's just a little short, the half-step Golden Core!"
At the same time, the spiritual energy vortex spanning over ten miles suddenly paused.
Then, amidst the tidal spiritual energy backflow, it dissipated calmly.
"Father, Father!"
"Has Master Ancestor succeeded?"
The innocent Zhou Qiuyue shook Zhou Jingsong's arm, asking.
At this moment, Zhou Jingsong's eyes were filled with excitement, his lips slightly quivered, he glanced at his young daughter and nodded heavily.
"Succeeded, succeeded!"
