"If only I could obtain the Nascent Soul chapter…"

Luo Chen pressed his dry lips together as a trace of restlessness stirred within him. At that moment, he suddenly frowned.

With a shift of thought, the Primordial Unity Cauldron appeared before him. It stood quietly and auspiciously; the dull gray made it seemingly unremarkable. Yet when he infused it with a newly refined strand of mana, he finally sensed that something was amiss.

Wind! There was the sound of the wind. Within the central formation core of the life-bound enchanted treasure, faint gusts seemed to howl.

Luo Chen's expression shifted slightly. His life-bound enchanted treasure had already been completely refined, so why would it still exhibit such a strange sign? He had only just broken through, his mind sharpened, and was just sending out divine consciousness to examine his body; otherwise, he would have missed it entirely.

Suddenly, Luo Chen sprang to his feet as he held the shrunken...