When faint, ghostly cries rose from the depths of the dark, chaotic Soul Land, Angel knew that the Soul Land Storm had arrived.
Like a river of stars spilling through the dark cosmos, it went from a few faint specks of starlight to blazing splendor in only a short time, crossing the boundless distance to reach the place where souls slept.
When this "river of stars," forged from soul power, illuminated Soul Land in a dreamlike haze, the Soul Land Storm revealed its savage face. As shattered glimmers scattered, the river of stars whipped up a towering storm and crashed toward the tranquil Soul Land.
This scene meant that a new battle had begun.
At first, the souls could remain calm within the storm. But as wave after wave of storms struck with increasing fury, the souls were blown high into the air and began to dance with the tempest.
Rising and falling, soaring and plunging.
Only by enduring wave after wave of storms could a soul undergo a qualitative transformation.
Once a soul was driven by the storm into the depths of darkness, let alone failing to break through, death would be its only path.
Of course, one could also use external aids such as Soul-Settling Stones, Soul-Fixing Potions, and Kalia Soul-Calming Soup.
But then, the soul would be unable to experience the washing force of soul power at close range, making transformation difficult. Even if one ultimately passed through the Soul Land Storm and advanced to become an official wizard, one's potential would be extremely low, and one would never be able to step into the next rank.
For this reason, as soon as the Soul Land Storm began, Angel withdrew the Striped Green Velvet near Soul Land and directly faced wave after wave of surging tides with