After a long while, Xiao Yi finally withdrew the Immortal Robe, turning it back into three marks. Yet now, the fluctuations of her soul power were impossible to conceal.
"Xiao Yi, you... you've already reached level 45?" Elder Tian's voice brimmed with delighted surprise, and the corners of his mouth rose almost to the heavens.
"Oh yeah, Holy Maiden! Fifteen levels in seven days!" Qing Xiu cheered, bouncing with joy.
Only seven short days had passed since they entered on June 20, and today was June 27. Even calling her progress rocket-fast would have been an understatement.
Moreover, the best ring age others could generally attain in the Soul Ancestor realm was five thousand years, bringing their soul power level to a little over level 41.
Yet Xiao Yi was another story entirely.
Her ring was a full twenty thousand years old, four times the norm. With the primordial soul power stored in the Silver Wolf Skull added to that, she had reached level 45 in one leap and was even approaching level 46.
As levels increased, the primordial soul power required also grew exponentially. That was why, later on, advances in cultivation had to be measured in years.
This became increasingly apparent from level 40 onward, and it was one reason Soul Ancestors were classified as intermediate Soul Masters.
"Second Brother," Elder Qing shook his head slightly and transmitted his voice to Elder Tian beside him. "You felt that aura just now too, didn't you?"
"A smile to brighten the moon, and grace to eclipse all others!" Chen Xiaojun murmured, filled with indescribable emotion and admiration.
Qing Lin looked at Xiao Yi and asked gently, "Holy Maiden, just what is your fourth soul skill like?"
Unable to contain her curiosity, Qing Xiu ventured a guess. "Is it Destruction