บท 992: The Fourth Round of heavenly tribulation!

Looking at the slowly enlarging crack, Ethan Smith's face turned pale!

If this continued, even before reaching Martial Saint, his golden core would shatter!

"No!" Ethan gritted his teeth and hurriedly controlled his divine sense to slow down and tried his best to stabilize the golden core.

As Ethan exerted control, the immersion of divine sense became much gentler.

The speed of the crack on the golden core began to slow down and eventually stopped.

"This is the right speed..." Ethan whispered.

He controlled his divine sense to slowly fuse with the golden core at the current speed.

Though the speed was slow, Ethan had no other choice.

The two golden lights collided within Ethan's body, exuding a different brilliance.

Agonizing pain spread from various parts of his body, reaching his mind, even affecting Drexel.

"I knew this would happen, I should've never left with you!" Drexel couldn't help but curse silently.