After a few moments, as if aware that Xia Wei had completed reading the book, the words of 'Soul Formation' suddenly emanated a brilliant white glow, overpowering the pseudo eyes in his mind.
Simultaneously, within his Dantians, the Yinlong soul erupted in euphoria, its resounding roar reverberating through the depths of his being.
With jaws agape, it eagerly drew in the newly arrived wind Qi, savoring the essence as its small form gradually expanded. Each passing moment brought growth—a lengthening tail, formidable claws now more imposing.
The sea of Qi within his Dantians surged upward, birthing a spectacle of innumerable typhoons swirling around the Yinlong, their tumultuous dance aligning with the soul's reawakening and resurgent growth.
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Meanwhile, beyond the protective formation,
