Yu Lie was immersed in cultivation, his consciousness merging into a hazy scene—like clouds or a starry river.
His physical body, shadow spirit, and Purple Mansion all blended into one, perfectly chaotic and incomprehensible.
A profound energy began to surge from him, spreading deep beneath the Sword Garden.
Nearby, the withered remnant of the Calamity lingered—its form mostly shriveled and sunken.
Upon contact with Yu Lie, it was quickly corroded away, turning into dust before being drawn into Yu Lie’s “body” like a vortex.
This sudden disturbance startled Gu Shenzi, who was practicing close by.
“Just stepped into the Golden Core stage and already such a commotion—could it be that this junior brother here will truly forge a top-grade core?” Gu Shenzi’s eyes flickered unpredictably.
Watching the Crumbling remnant of the Calamity, he carefully stepped aside, not wanting to get caught up in Yu Lie’s Golden Core formation or disrupt his process.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The scene resembling a nebula grew ever larger, forming an illusory mirage like a city shimmering on the horizon—this was the vision from within Yu Lie’s Purple Mansion.