In the real world, Mira's body, which had been in deep meditation, began to glow. A formidable aura emanated from her, pushing back the ambient energies around her.
Her previously intangible soul now had a tangible presence in the physical realm.
As she slowly opened her blood-red eyes, they sparkled with a newfound clarity and depth. Taking a deep breath, she felt the power coursing through her, every inch of her being vibrating with the energy of the Soul Transformation Realm.
She stood up gracefully, the air around her crackling with raw power. The Absolute Yin Scythe, sensing its master's ascension, shimmered and appeared beside her, its frosty blade gleaming menacingly.
She nodded inwardly and gave it a casual swing. A loud screeching sound resounded throughout the temple as a thin line formed on the ground, wall, and ceiling before a trail of ice was left in its wake.
