Under the gazes of the eleven Ancestor Witches, this false soul gradually transformed into a real soul.
Surprise involuntarily appeared on the faces of the eleven Ancestor Witches.
"This..."
In Di Jun's perception, the condensed soul aura had vanished, turning into a true soul.
Turning fake into real, transforming the unreal into reality.
Seeing the soul completed, Di Jun's spiritual power also dissipated.
However, the strength of this soul was not very high, akin to the soul of a Daluo Golden Immortal.
It was a soul, not a Primordial Spirit.
Before coming to the Witch Clan, Di Jun had already made plans for the soul.
With Di Jun's cultivation realm, he naturally could split a part of his soul to accomplish the incarnation for the Witch Clan.
But Di Jun's own soul was of a too high level, and merely one drop of the Houtu Ancestor Witch's Essence Blood probably couldn't bear it.
