Leaving aside Bibi Dong's complicated feelings, after some thought, Wang Zhao suddenly said:
"Sister Dong'er, try releasing your Soul Power directly together with your clone."
Bibi Dong snapped back to her senses and nodded without hesitation.
By now, she had developed an intense confidence in Wang Zhao, one she had yet to realize herself.
Whoosh!
A halo spread around Bibi Dong and her clone respectively. Bibi Dong, possessed by the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor, radiated dark green, while her clone, possessed by the Death Spider Emperor, radiated blackish purple.
The dark green and blackish-purple halos represented the Soul Power energies of two different Martial Souls. Just as the Soul Power of a fire-attribute Soul Master was usually red, while that of an ice-attribute Soul Master was white or sky blue, the principle was the same.
"Now let the two streams of Soul Power make contact. Take it slowly. Don't rush."
Wang Zhao continued to guide her.
At his words, Bibi Dong and her clone sat facing each other. Their dark green and purplish-black spear-like spider legs crossed, allowing the two streams of Soul Power to pass through them and lightly touch.
"How does it feel?"
Wang Zhao asked.
But Bibi Dong did not respond. Instead, she directly closed her eyes, as though she had gained some insight.
Realizing this, Wang Zhao stopped speaking so as not to disturb her. He began carefully observing the two streams of Soul Power gradually entwining between the spider legs.
Before long.
An incomparably profound Black Light quietly emerged between the dark green and purplish black. Soon, the three colors continued blending into a chaotic mass, giving off an increasingly soul-stirring, terrifying aura.
In the end, a faint grayish white replaced everything else.
Bibi Dong opened her eyes at the same time, her gaze deep.
Wang