At the same time, a massive surge of soul energy gushed from the depths of his soul, like a spring uncovered in an oasis, enveloping him with one hundred and eighty-three years of experiences, swiftly merging into his soul.
This surge of soul energy was the largest and most enduring that Ronan had fused since practicing "Spirit Heart Amber."
Ronan felt as if he were enveloped in layers of hot springs, clearly sensing that his soul was continuously becoming "viscous," with spiritual power branching and sprouting, and a faint sense of unprecedented unease gradually growing in his heart.
This unease instinctively made Ronan halt the action of eating, and as if guided by intuition, he looked towards a location, with a dim light of spirituality bursting in his eyes.
Gradually, at the place where his gaze fell, a blurry human figure emerged, as though a strange shadow had appeared out of thin air, coursing with a strong soul fluctuation belonging to Ronan.
"This is..."
