Chapter 1294: Wrath of the Xing Beast
Right at this moment, a burst of black light descended from the heavens to encompass the entire cloud of white smoke, and the balls of white light were struggling with all their might to break free, but were ultimately powerless to resist and sucked away.
Before long, all of the white smoke and orbs of light had been devoured by the black light, which then rapidly shrank down to form Weeping Soul.
Her aura had swelled drastically, but it was a little unstable.
"Are you alright?" Han Li asked.
"I'm fine. It's just that I've absorbed too much ghostly power at once, and it's filled with violent killing intent, so I'm going to need some time to refine it," Weeping Soul replied, then immediately sat down with her legs crossed.
Shi Chuankong flew over to Han Li's side with a complex mix of envy, admiration, and indignation in his eyes as he sighed, "I thought I had already been able to make very good progress of late, but you continue to leave me far behind, Fellow Daoist Han."
"I've merely been very lucky. Given your aptitude, you'll be sure to surpass me very soon," Han Li said with a faint smile.
Shi Chuankong rolled his eyes and turned his gaze elsewhere, while both Violet Spirit and Jin Tong were staring at Han Li in a stunned silence.
"Why are you two looking at me like that? It's like you've never seen me before," Han Li chuckled.
"I've never seen you like this before," Jin Tong replied with a smile.
"Alright, let's stop fooling around. Weeping Soul is going to need some time to refine the ghostly power of that bleak soul, so we'll have to wait for her for now," Han Li said.