"Core Formation..."
It was as if after a long and arduous journey of tens of thousands of miles, a gleam of dawn had finally appeared on the horizon.
Mo Hua couldn't help but clench his fair, jade-like fist.
"Finally..."
"I am going to begin refining my Life Formation and shape my Golden Core..."
Mo Hua's expression was resolute, his gaze firm.
Then he glanced around.
The formations he had previously set up, like an inescapable net, were still in place, and the surroundings were very quiet.
But when Mo Hua's Divine Sense extended beyond the chamber, his expression revealed a trace of surprise.
Mo Hua pondered for a moment, did not rashly get up, but first spent a moment in meditation to calm his mind and body and steady his Heart Spirit, before ending his closed cultivation, opening the door, and stepping out.
Outside the door, Lugu, Dan Zhu, and others stood with stern expressions, forming a line resembling a human wall, guarding the entire shaman chamber.
