At this moment, Zhao Feiji had reined in the baleful aura around his body, and no ghostly qi showed. Whether in complexion, figure, or bearing, he looked no different from an ordinary person. Only his pupils resembled ancient wells or abyssal depths, condensed with dense darkness.
"Congratulations. You successfully advanced to the True Immortal Mid Stage. From the looks of it, you are only half a step away from the late stage, aren't you?" Shen Luo looked Zhao Feiji over from head to toe and said with considerable satisfaction.
"It was all thanks to Master's support. Otherwise, I might not have been able to break through this mid-stage bottleneck anytime soon." Zhao Feiji clasped his fists and bowed.
"It was partly good fortune, and partly your own destiny," Shen Luo said with a smile.
"At last, I can be of some help to Master and no longer hold you back." Zhao Feiji looked somewhat embarrassed as he spoke sincerely...
"No rush. Continue recuperating in the Myriad Ghost Banner and stabilize your cultivation first. When I need your help, I will call you out," Shen Luo said.
Zhao Feiji hesitated briefly, but ultimately nodded and returned to the Myriad Ghost Banner.
"So Fellow Daoist Shen has another formidable general," the Enlightened Heavenly Beast said.
Shen Luo merely smiled at that and offered no further explanation.
After resting there for a while and taking pills to regulate his breathing, Shen Luo rose and departed with the others.
When the three emerged from the main hall, they found that the scenery outside had changed again. Paths crisscrossed in every direction, and they had arrived at the mountaintop on the right side of the mountain.
"Which way should we go next?" Nie Caizhu asked.
Shen Luo looked into the distance. Using his sense of