The two women's souls were clearly more cohesive and crystalline than those of ordinary people. An ordinary person's soul resembled a wisp of smoke.
Their souls now looked like crystalline mist, on the verge of taking shape. This was plainly the result of Tang Changsheng's nurturing.
Yet when a light breeze blew past, both souls threatened to scatter. After all, neither woman had even reached the Illusory Spirit level.
Tang Changsheng smiled, crushed several Lunar Yin Pearls in his hand, and beckoned toward the moonlight. Countless moonbeams seemed to answer his call, falling upon the women along with the powder.
Wrapped in two masses of colored moonlight, the women began moving involuntarily according to the Moon-Worshiping Art Tang Changsheng had taught them. Their movements looked almost like a dance.
Moments later, they had refined the two masses of Lunar Yin light, and their Hun and Po had become completely stable.
Tang Changsheng smiled with satisfaction. This so-called Moon-Worshiping Art counted as a technique of his own creation.
He had combined the General's Temple's Lunar Form-Refining Method with the Eighteen Moon-Worshipping Diagrams to create it. He could not promise anything else, but if it was later combined with the Sun-Worshipping Art, reaching the Yang Spirit Realm would be no great difficulty.
Of course, that was hardly possible in this Spiritless World!
The surrounding Divine Clerks and Heavenly Soldiers watched with awe and envy. With a mere gesture, Tang Changsheng had made the women's souls this cohesive—a feat of immense appeal to Ghost Gods like them.
Indeed, though they were Divine Clerks and Heavenly Soldiers of the Heavenly Court, they were still Ghost Gods at heart, merely cloaked in a layer of Divine Power.
In truth, only the two Imperial Lords in the entire Heavenly Court had truly Refined Yin into Yang.