The ghostly entity was burned to ashes by the flames, turning into the purest form of power that filled Chen Xiang's spirit within his Heart Sea. Above the Heart Sea, it seemed as if rain had begun to fall, and his once naive true self gently extended his tender little hands to catch the raindrops from above, his face full of a pure smile.
As the drizzle fell, his body gradually grew larger. It was both perilous and an opportunity; this moment was ultimately Chen Xiang's time to reap the rewards.
Beyond his body, Chen Xiang only felt a clarity in his mind, his eyes seemingly able to see farther than before. A mysterious force in his mind seemed ready to burst forth, making him wonder what the ghostly entity had done inside his body.
The Taoist looked at Chen Xiang with a puzzled face. The situation he had anticipated did not occur. Chen Xiang was still lively and energetic as if the ghostly entity had not affected him at all.
