Heavenly Realm

After Ye Xinlan left, Xiao Ming gave some instructions to the maid and then ran to the secluded chamber where he was in seclusion.

He sat down on the futon, took out Soul Light Cluster about half a zhang in size, and gently floated it in front of him. A soft and pure light continuously spread out from it, illuminating the slightly dim secret room.

Xiao Ming stared at the Soul Light Cluster, exhaled softly, and then reached out his palm to touch it.

With this contact, Xiao Ming could feel the vast Origin Power permeating the Soul Light Cluster, a feeling that made the soul between his brows feel extremely warm.

"Puff!"

Xiao Ming opened his mouth, and a ball of eerie white flame was spewed out—it was none other than the White Glass Heart Flame.

Flames appeared, floating below the Soul Light Cluster, and instantly transformed into a raging inferno, completely engulfing the Soul Light Cluster.

Although it was extracted from the Simulator, it was extracted with reference to the Soul Origin of the Hall of Souls. It contains a lot of negative emotions and may even contain the methods of the Hall of Souls, so it needs to be roasted with Heavenly Flames of fire.

As the high temperature gradually penetrated, the Soul Light Cluster began to boil slightly, and faint wisps of extremely faint black energy rose from it, then vanished into nothingness.

Upon seeing this black mist, Xiao Ming raised an eyebrow slightly. He sensed extremely faint fluctuations of consciousness within it, unsure whether it was a technique of the Hall of Souls or residual impurities of the Soul Origin. If this were absorbed into his soul, it could cause considerable hidden dangers.

Without thinking twice, Xiao Ming waved his sleeve, and the flames surged again, refining all the black energy hidden deep within the ball of light.

As the black mist dissipated, the Soul Light Cluster became increasingly transparent and crystalline, appearing almost illusory.

This refining process lasted for half an hour before Xiao Ming slowly dissipated the flames. Looking at the crystal-like Soul Light Cluster floating in front of him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With a movement of his hand, the Soul Power at his brow surged forth, transforming into a humanoid figure identical to Xiao Ming, sitting cross-legged before the Soul Light Cluster, its mouth slightly open, releasing a suction force.

As this suction force appeared, the Soul Light Cluster trembled slightly, and an exceptionally pure soul Origin Power spread out, eventually wrapping around Xiao Ming's soul and continuously merging into it through his mouth, nose, and pores.

As more and more Soul Origin was absorbed, a strange crystal-like layer gradually appeared on the surface of Xiao Ming's soul. This was a phenomenon that would occur when too much Soul Origin was absorbed at once.

"Splash!"

The Soul Light Cluster rippled slowly, emitting a series of crisp sounds like splashing water, as exceptionally pure primal Soul Power continuously flowed into Xiao Ming's soul.

Under this infusion, a faint sense of intoxication appeared on the face of Xiao Ming's soul-formed body. Enveloped by these primordial souls, he felt as if his soul was being bathed in a warm light, a feeling akin to a fetus in the womb.

Layers of faint, strange crystals quietly emerged on the Soul Body, vaguely resembling a tangible human figure, which was extremely magical.

Within the Soul Light Cluster lies an extremely terrifying power of the Soul Origin. This Origin Power was formed by drawing upon countless Soul Body. Even Xiao Ming felt a subtle sense of insignificance within such a vast body of soul.

"Splash!"

As more and more of the Soul Origin was absorbed by Xiao Ming, invisible ripples slowly spread out from Xiao Ming as the center.

An invisible wave passed directly through the walls of the secret room, then through the mansion, and spread to the surrounding residences.

Xiao Ming's residence was located within the inner perimeter of Holy Pill City, extremely close to the Pill Tower Headquarters. The surrounding area was inhabited by Advanced Alchemist, and the spreading Soul Fluctuation were detected instantly.

"Where did this Soul Fluctuation come from!"

"Could it be that another master's soul has broken through to the Ling Realm?"

"..."

Soon, this fluctuation reached the Pill Tower. All the Alchemist whose souls had not yet reached the Heavenly Realm felt a pressure emanating from the depths of their souls. Under this pressure, everyone looked in horror toward Xiao Ming's residence.

Who is this Soul Pressure?

At the top of the Pill Tower, Xuan Kongzi, who was lecturing Cao Ying at the desk, paused slightly, then walked to the window and looked down.

"Teacher, this Soul Fluctuation seems to be..." Cao Ying approached Xuan Kongzi and asked hesitantly.

"That's right, it's Xiao Ming's. Judging from this, his soul should be about to break through to the Heavenly Realm!" Xuan Kongzi stroked his white beard, his tone somewhat shocked. If he remembered correctly, Xiao Ming had only broken through to the Ling Realm about two years ago.

Even with the help of the Spirit Nurturing Dust, reaching the Heavenly Realm at this speed is still quite astonishing!

Cao Ying's eyes lit up upon hearing this; she had a very good impression of Xiao Ming.

If she had originally harbored any ambition to surpass him, the fact that Xiao Ming, at such a young age, had already entered the Heavenly Realm had dispelled that idea.

Besides Xuan Kongzi, the Alchemist who were familiar with Xiao Ming also recognized that it was Xiao Ming's soul breaking through, and their eyes revealed envy.

I wish their souls could advance so quickly someday.

It's not impossible that they could destroy Hall of Souls Branch, but the Hall of Souls is powerful and not just anyone can afford to offend it. Outsiders also don't know that the Hall of Souls has Soul Origin.

Time passed day by day in that quiet cultivation. However, the pervasive Soul Fluctuation, though no longer spreading, did not disappear either; instead, they gradually grew stronger.

More than twenty days later, a number of Alchemist actually gathered in the area of Soul Pressure.

It turns out that for ordinary Alchemist, there are very few methods for cultivating the soul. Under high pressure, the soul gradually adapts and its Soul Power increases. Such opportunities are rare. Therefore, there are now many Alchemists on the street outside the house taking advantage of this opportunity to cultivate.

Of course, no one would care about such a thing, and Xiao Ming, who was in the secret room, was unaware of it.

Two more days passed, and the Soul Pressure gradually weakened and dissipated. Many people glanced at Xiao Ming's mansion with disappointment.

"It seems this is coming to an end."

Inside the secret chamber, Xiao Ming sat cross-legged, before him a figure whose body was as clear and transparent as crystal.

"Call..."

Xiao Ming's tightly closed mouth suddenly opened a crack, and a suction force suddenly surged out. The soul in front of him instantly turned into a stream of light and flew into his forehead.