A moment later, Xia Jie's soul returned to his body. Yuan Ming and Xi Ying also flew over and bowed to Xia Jie in unison.
"Congratulations, Senior, on advancing to the Ghost Witch realm."
"No need for such ceremony." Xia Jie smiled faintly, without revealing the slightest trace of self-satisfaction.
With a slight lift of his hand, invisible soul power gently raised Yuan Ming and Xi Ying to their feet.
Xia Jie's aura was now utterly different from before, and dazzling light flowed within his eyes.
When Yuan Ming met his gaze, his eyes immediately stung, and tears nearly spilled forth.
At the same time, Yuan Ming sensed his soul power constantly draining away, and an inexplicable terror welled up in his heart.
It was as though some unknown danger lurked all around him, staring fixedly at him and seeking a flaw to strike a fatal blow.
Xi Ying seemed to feel the same pressure. Xia Jie said nothing, merely allowing the light in his eyes to dim somewhat.
At once, Yuan Ming and Xi Ying felt the pressure sharply lessen, leaving them far more at ease.
Only then did Yuan Ming realize that the oppressive sensation just now had been the effect of Xia Jie's soul domain after advancing to Ghost Witch.
"The Moon Goddess's power has not yet been fully exhausted, and I must continue absorbing it. But your strength is still too shallow, and your foundation insufficient. Reaching this point is already your limit. If you remain any longer, there may be a risk of losing control. Wait outside the Purple Cloud Heavenly Palace for now," Xia Jie said.
Yuan Ming and Xi Ying did not object. They had also felt their limits just now.
At this moment, Xia Jie looked toward Xi Ying, a flash of