Seeing the Dragon-Phoenix Spirit bore into the Purple Firmament Sword, Ye Yu slowly closed his eyes as well.
The Purple Firmament Sword already possessed a sword spirit. Now that the Dragon-Phoenix Spirit had been added, the two needed time to fuse—and that was not something outsiders could interfere with.
The best course had originally been to place the Purple Firmament Sword inside the Void Sky Cauldron for fusion, which could have bought more time. But the Dragon-Phoenix did not like staying with the Cauldron Spirit, and forcing the matter might well have produced the opposite result.
With the Great Family Competition drawing near, Ye Yu no longer had time for trial and error.
With his eyes closed, Ye Yu entered his own Divine Palace. His soul power had been stuck at the peak of the Heaven Realm for quite some time.
His spiritual cultivation could no longer advance either. Otherwise, he feared he would be forcibly dragged into the process of subduing his Nascent Soul.
The Purple Firmament Sword had yet to complete its fusion, and his Sword Dao had not reached the realm of man and sword as one. When it came to subduing the Chaos Nascent Soul, Ye Yu was only seventy percent confident.
That degree of certainty might have seemed extremely high to others, but in Ye Yu's eyes, the risk was still far too great.
Thus, all he could do was temper his soul and attempt to advance it into the Law Tier.
The fastest way to temper one's soul was naturally through heavenly treasures or extraordinary soul-refining techniques.
It was even more impossible to ask the current Void Sky Cauldron for help.
But Ye Yu had none of those things at present. He could only rely on the most primitive method—continuously exhausting his soul power,