The Pinnacle Of Life

Ancestor Bodhi looked at Richard, who was still in the middle of refining, and then looked at the Ice Mother Chaos, which was already less than half. He was speechless for a while.

Richard,

Alex,

The Bodhi said that Morten could only refine a piece as big as an egg at most, but the truth hit him hard in the face.

Morten

Alex

“No wonder Rachel chose him.”

“It seems it is not without reason. These three thousand golden cores are unbelievable. For such a large piece of Ice Mother Chaos, even if the sacred mountain and sanctuary’s sect leader comes, he could at most refine two pounds. But, this is like a bottomless pit that no one will reject.”

Time flew by. Another half month passed.

This day, Morten’s body was overflowing with endless ice-cold power, to the point even the Ancestor Bodhi shivered. In fact, at a glance, it was as if his eyes were covered in ice.

Morten

Alex

Mother Chaos as massive as

Morten

Alex

in the subsequent refining, he found that it had a different energy, incredibly pure, ancient, seemingly abundant, and boundless, as if

Morten

Alex

Morten

Alex

golden cores rapidly progressed towards

had reached the final bottleneck of Nascent Soul. However, at that time, the surrounding condensed ice lost its original properties thanks to the disappearance of

“Hmm? This ice layer?”

the huge ice black. It was imperative that they get the

Morten

Alex

with his hand and found that the temperature of the ice layer was much better than before, as it was not as cold as the very beginning. He casually made a little flame and substantially

surprised by

gushed out and rushed on top of the ice layer. This was the Kylin Fist, the Fourcade family’s heirloom and

surging flame was the

which caused the ice to melt quickly. This included the ice they were not able to destroy

“Grandpa, grandpa..!”