Jiang Lang seemed even more eager than Jiang Han. Without wasting words, Jiang Han took out all the Inner Cores, breaking them open and refining the essence blood one by one.

After refining the tenth drop of essence blood, the relief on the Heavenly Beast Cauldron lit up, transforming into a wisp of blue smoke that flew out and merged into Jiang Han's soul. A strange energy also emerged from the cauldron, sweeping through his entire body.

Mysterious information surfaced in Jiang Han's mind. He closed his eyes to carefully sort through it, taking a full stick of incense's time. Jiang Lang was getting anxious, and only then did Jiang Han open his eyes.

"How is it? How is it?"