From Illusory to Tangible, Clone

This situation continued within the Star Realm for nearly two months before gradually dissipating as that soul pressure slowly weakened.

As the soul pressure blanketing the entire Star Realm weakened, a vast, matchless invisible fluctuation, as immense as heaven and earth themselves, quietly gathered deep within the mountains.

"The breakthrough is finally coming to an end."

Elder Yao and the others gazed into the distance. They all understood that Xiao Yan's breakthrough was gradually nearing its conclusion.

After enduring the pressure on their souls for nearly two months, it would finally come to an end.

Beneath a towering tree, Wei Yang, seated cross-legged atop a bluestone platform, slowly opened his eyes. He frowned slightly before finally shaking his head with some regret and letting out a sigh.

"I'm still just a little short."

Using the pressure and stimulation brought by Xiao Yan's soul pressure over the past two months, Wei Yang felt that he had faintly touched the boundary of the Great Perfection level. Yet he was always just a tiny bit short, unable to cross that threshold.

"It's no matter. If it goes quickly, I may cross this little gap within a year or so. Even if it is slower, three to five years should be enough," Wei Yang muttered softly.

Though he had been held back, he still had this much confidence.

This confidence had come from nowhere, perhaps along with his self-assurance. It was as though he could naturally sense it.

At present, he had already stepped half a foot into the Heaven Realm Great Perfection level. All that remained was the final push.

In short, it was no major problem.

Achieving this result was already something to be proud of.

After all, excluding the experience of the Hundred Generations Reincarnation, Wei Yang's total cultivation time had