As he saw his daughter hit the ground, the Hermit flew at Arad, finally swinging his swords seriously. This a mere fight anymore, it was something far more serious. "What have you done?!" He shouted, and Arad turned toward him with burning purple eyes as the world itself seemed to break around him.
It was at that moment that the Hermit noticed something that he had never seen before, Arad's soul. It was terrifying. The Hermit had thought that his soul was already big, as he was an ancient cultivator that had trained for centuries, but his soul couldn't even compare to Arad's.
The Hermit's soul was a burning ember of radiant emerald flames, growing even bigger than his body to be a large sphere of around three meters wide. His daughter was just as powerful as her soul burned dark purple, and was almost two meters wide, making both of them one of the strongest people in this world.
