Seated at the center of the altar, the method for condensing a Soul Divine Statue automatically surfaced in Jiang Chen's mind.
He had previously devoured countless Ghosts on the first level, and his soul had already grown incredibly powerful.
Now, it was time to condense the Soul Divine Statue.
Proportionally, his Soul Divine Statue would be ten times the size of his soul.
"Condense the Soul Divine Statue," Jiang Chen muttered.
The next moment, wisps of Soul Power rapidly gathered within his consciousness.
At the same time, rays of red light abruptly appeared on the altar, slowly condensing into a divine statue.
This divine statue was a perfect likeness of Jiang Chen.
At first, it was very small, only a few inches tall. But as Jiang Chen's Soul Power continued to condense, the statue outside grew larger and larger.
It was as if it were being inflated with air.
One meter, five meters, ten meters.
