After a single breath, Qian Ta lowered his voice to Ju Dan's corpse and said, "Spirit Shadow, condense!"
The instant his voice fell, a bizarre scene suddenly unfolded.
A faint power of Spirit Shadow suddenly flickered over Ju Dan's corpse, gradually condensing bit by bit.
In only a short while, it formed into Ju Dan's likeness—though it was a Spirit Shadow, not her true body.
At that moment, Ju Dan's Spirit Shadow even slowly opened her eyes and looked around. Then she opened her mouth wide and said blankly, "I actually condensed a Spirit Shadow? Have I reached the Spirit Martial Stage?"
Ju Dan had been stuck at the peak of the War Martial Stage, unable to advance even an inch. By all reason, she should not have been able to form a Spirit Shadow.
For ordinary people, condensing a Spirit Shadow meant reaching the Spirit Martial Stage. Since she had formed one now, had she not turned disaster into fortune?
Yet Qian Ta's cold voice slowly rang out...
"You have indeed reached the Spirit Martial Stage..."
"After the others died, their Spirit Shadows were frozen by the powerful frost energy, losing consciousness and about to scatter."
"But you had not yet reached the Spirit Martial Stage, and the frost upon your corpse melted as well. That allowed some of your Spirit Platform sea-of-consciousness power to remain intact, letting me condense a Spirit Shadow for you."
"But it is only temporary. Your Spirit Shadow will soon disperse, and you will shortly die completely."
Hearing Qian Ta's words, Ju Dan's expression abruptly froze. Only then did she realize there had been no blessing in disguise at all.
This terrifying figure before her merely wished to question her, so he had temporarily condensed a Spirit Shadow for her, who had already died.