The Soul Dream Essence Pill looked like a glass bead. Inside it were colorful, misty spirit patterns, and it emanated waves of foggy light.
Its effect was to make the one who took it dream a dream of the soul. Once the dream ended, their divine sense would receive a tremendous increase, and it had miraculous effects when breaking through minor bottlenecks.
Wang Yu had been stuck at this realm because of the limitations of his cultivation method.
After the Ancient Soul Art was completed and perfected, faint signs of a breakthrough had appeared.
However.
After coming out of the Heavenly Soul Sect's Scripture Pavilion, he had either been fighting or fleeing. Everywhere he went, there were villains with ulterior motives.
It could be considered letting him experience, for once, what kind of life an unaffiliated cultivator without the shelter of a force actually lived.
He took one Soul Dream Essence Pill.
Wang Yu immediately felt himself sink into a hazy dream. He could not see anything clearly and could not remember anything, yet it was strangely as if he had experienced a stretch of life.
When he woke, a great number of starlit, colored motes capable of promoting the growth of divine sense had appeared in his Niwan Palace, dreamlike and illusory.
He hurriedly circulated the Ancient Soul Art at once, absorbing and refining all of the special power transformed from the medicinal pill. The divine sense in his Niwan Palace immediately began to grow.
Even that ancient soul had faintly expanded by a ring.
"Still a little short."
After Wang Yu withdrew his cultivation, he estimated the time.
Refining the Soul Dream Essence Pill did not take long. In just a few days, he had received such feedback. It was even more efficient than the likes of the