"Today, Zuo Chengzong has formed his core!"
Zuo Chengzong laughed skyward, his voice reverberating for thousands of meters. His aura swiftly decayed to its limit as he slowly closed his eyes—one breath, two breaths, three breaths...
At the ninth breath after Zuo Chengzong had closed his eyes, a terrifying thunderbolt, brewing above the Nine Heavens, suddenly struck down directly on his body.
However, his body did not turn to ash and dissipate, but a strong vitality enveloped it, bringing him back from the brink of death!
Today's battle was also within Zuo Chengzong's calculations.
Thus, he longed for Chen Yuan to be stronger and press him harder, thus enabling him to revive from death and attract the thunder to form his core.
Core formation is not merely a matter of speaking, it requires the right alignment of time, location, and human harmony.
