At that moment, Blade was incredibly excited by Tang Hao's arrival.
His senses were exceptionally sharp. He could clearly feel Tang Hao's aura and location, like a blinking red dot on a precise map.
Yet Tang Hao was completely unaware of him.
More precisely, as long as Blade did not actively reveal his aura or deliberately appear within Tang Hao's field of vision, then even if Tang Hao were in the room next door, he would never discover Blade's presence.
Blade was like an invisible ghost, silently observing everything.
Soon, Blade withdrew his gaze and turned it toward the system panel.
As his Portrayal Progress continued to rise, his Abundance Power was gradually returning.
Those powers that had once been so formidable returned to his body bit by bit, like old friends he had not seen in a long time.
It was not much, but it was enough.
Moreover, upon looking more closely, Blade realized that whenever his Portrayal Progress crossed another ten-percent threshold, the system would automatically increase the number of his spirit rings. This was also how Soul Masters were ranked within this world's power system.
His gaze swept across the panel, and he discovered that he could now add four spirit rings.
According to this world's rules, that seemed to mean he had reached the level of a Soul Ancestor.
Before long, he tried equipping the several Hundred-Year Spirit Rings that had nearly gathered dust in his inventory.
Not long after, as his Portrayal Progress increased, the age of his spirit rings began to rise as well.
Four crimson spirit rings slowly appeared around him. Unlike the ordinary red spirit rings that represented more than a hundred thousand years, these rings were not an ordinary red, but the more distinctive Other Shore Red—a deep, mysterious color.
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