Moments later, Xia Jie's Divine Soul returned to his Physical Body, and Yuan Ming and Xi Ying flew swiftly over, respectfully saluting Xia Jie in unison.
"Congratulations, Senior, on advancing to the Ghost Witch Realm."
"No need for formalities." Xia Jie smiled faintly, without showing any hint of pride.
He raised his hand slightly, and an invisible Soul Power gently lifted Yuan Ming and Xi Ying.
At this moment, Xia Jie's aura was completely different from before, with his eyes shining brightly.
Yuan Ming met his gaze for a moment, only to feel a sharp pain in his eyes, almost bringing tears.
At the same time, Yuan Ming felt his own Soul Power continuously draining, and a wave of unfounded dread welled up inside him.
It was as if some unknown danger lurked around, watching him closely, seeking a flaw for a fatal strike.
Xi Ying seemed to sense the same pressure; Xia Jie observed this but said nothing, only dimming the light in his eyes slightly.
