Within the black sphere of mist, the fluctuations of yin energy grew increasingly violent, soon reaching a certain limit.
Seeing this, Shen Luo activated his Netherworld Ghost Eye and peered through the black mist to examine the Ghost General within.
The Ghost General's eyes were tightly shut, and a ring of black flames enveloped his body. Three distinct masses of black flame rose from his brow, chest, and Dantian, gradually converging toward his chest.
"He's already begun fusing the Three-Origin Fire, and the flames are so stable-far better than mine were back then." Shen Luo nodded slightly and continued drawing on the Cosmic Bag's yin energy to assist the Ghost General.
The black light within the sphere of mist grew ever denser. Moments later, it burst apart with a thunderous boom, releasing a vast surge of black spiritual light that sent rings of hurricane-force waves sweeping outward.
The white mist barrier churned violently under the impact, tearing open in seven or eight places without shattering completely. Amid the wavering black light, a towering figure slowly stood up.
The Ghost General's appearance had changed considerably. Most noticeably, his head had become completely bald, and the clothing formed from ghostly energy had changed from armor into black garments resembling monastic robes. His features had also changed somewhat.
Of course, the greatest change was in his aura. He had reached the Great Vehicle Stage-and not the Mahayana Early Stage, but the mid-Great Vehicle Stage.
"Master!" The Ghost General opened his eyes, reined in his ghostly energy, and bowed to Shen Luo.
"Your cultivation has advanced tremendously this time. You crossed two realms in one leap. Was that fellow's yin energy really so abundant?" Shen Luo asked in surprise.
"Yes. That ghost had a rather extraordinary background, and the yin energy within him was