After successfully forming his Golden Core, Tyler did not reveal his true cultivation to the outside world.
With the help of his concealing art, he deliberately suppressed his aura and made it appear as though he had only reached the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. To anyone who examined him with ordinary spiritual sense, that was the only cultivation they would be able to perceive.
In truth, however, Tyler had already stepped into the Golden Core Realm.
Moreover, his foundation was far thicker than that of an ordinary cultivator. Even Tyler himself could sense a strange change within his Golden Core. Deep inside the dark, glass-like core, there seemed to be a tiny figure slowly taking shape. It was faint and indistinct, like a small soul sleeping within an egg.
Tyler narrowed his eyes before a smirk appeared on his face.
"My Nascent Soul is already beginning to form?"
This was far beyond what he had expected.
