Even the finest feast had to end—
As the Blue Silver King exhausted the last trace of Soul Power within its body and reverted to its most juvenile Blue Silver Grass state, the Sacrifice brought about by this eighty-five-thousand-year Soul Beast finally came to an end.
Already standing at five foot seven, Ye Wen had grown to over six feet after this Sacrifice. Yet there was none of the strange gauntness of forced growth; his entire body had become harmoniously proportioned.
Ye Wen opened his eyes and spread his hands. Crackling sounds immediately rang out from the bones throughout his body. At this moment, Ye Wen seemed to have undergone a phoenix's Nirvana and been reborn.
Ye Wen, whose cultivation had previously only just exceeded level 41, had reached level 55 with the help of the Sacrifice.
Yet this was not what delighted Ye Wen the most. He had never expected the Blue Silver King to truly be able to custom-make a Soul Bone.
A streak of silver now appeared between Ye Wen's brows, adding a touch of mystique to his handsome features.
With a slight stir of Soul Power, the silver streak gleamed, and a long, narrow vertical eye immediately appeared on Ye Wen's forehead.
The vertical eye was no different from an ordinary eye, except there were no eyelashes or anything similar around it. Instead, a ring of magnificent patterns surrounded it, highlighting its nobility.
However, its color differed from Ye Wen's seven-colored eyes after his Martial Soul Awakening. It was entirely silver, with a blue ring encircling its edge. It complemented Ye Wen's eyes beautifully, making for a truly striking sight.
At the side, Dugu Bo watched this scene with satisfaction. He had previously thought his future grandson-in-law was overly ambitious, dismissing even a Ten Thousand Year