Different Abilities

The surge of spiritual energy was indeed stronger than before. Arthur seemed to grow more capable of tapping into his reserves of spiritual energy as time went on. However, he admitted that his control was still lacking. 

"Such a waste," he muttered to himself as he felt the spiritual energy scatter from his fingertips, unable to control it. If there was a stat for his spiritual energy, he was sure it would be infinite. 

A small circle formed on the ground in front of him. The ashen yellowish grass turned green under the excess spiritual energy, forming the circular shape that became ethereal. Arthur heaved a sigh of relief as the gateway to the Spirits Realm opened. 

"Seeker of the mortal world," said a voice from within the portal, reminding Arthur of the first time he entered the Spirits Realm. "Your entry is allowed, and all those who dare come with you."