As Wang Yufan continued to form hand seals, the Yin-Yang Divine Flower gradually melted away under the Samadhi True Fire in his hand, until only two drops of essence, like water droplets, shimmering with black and white light, quietly floated in the sky.
Each drop condensed from the Yin-Yang Divine Flower exuded a vibrant life force, and both the Spirit Master and Tian Jue, as soul bodies, felt a powerful surge.
Especially Tian Jue, he knew that this Yin-Yang Divine Flower was originally only for improving one's cultivation realm, but he never expected that after refining, it would possess such vigorous vitality.
This was something he had never thought of; he didn't know who Wang Yufan was, but he speculated that Wang Yufan might be a disciple or someone else from a hidden major sect in the Yuanshen Realm, otherwise, someone as young as Wang Yufan couldn't possibly possess such a high cultivation realm.
