Condensing a soul body—a feat that powerful Artifact Refiners can accomplish.
But to condense a soul as faint as Ling'er's, so weak it's barely noticeable, even a Celestial Immortal Grade Artifact Refiner would be unable to achieve it.
If not for Feng Wuchen's domineering and rich soul power, he would have already failed to hold on.
As Feng Wuchen continued to channel his soul power, his face began to twitch, large beads of sweat rolling down.
Forcefully condensing an exceedingly fragile soul showed the enormous consumption of his soul power.
Even though Feng Wuchen's soul power had reached the Innate Grade, he was still struggling.
Tianming's hands sweated anxiously, secretly worrying that Feng Wuchen might falter, especially since Ling'er's illusionary soul body had been successfully condensed.
If he failed at this critical moment, wouldn't all the effort go to waste?
Tianming silently prayed in his heart.
