Not long after, only an incense stick later, the four magic crystals were used up.
Just as Xiao Ming wanted to curse once again, he realized that the glyph characters were finally content.
The many strands of energy from the field slowly began to scatter back into Xiao Ming's soul sea.
Now, Xiao Ming's breakthrough could be said to have been completed after this. What was left was for the dao souls to be slowly nourished.
The moment they solidified, he would undergo the trials of Yin to transform them into Yin Souls. This was what it meant to cultivate to the Yin Soul Realm.
After Xiao Ming emerged from the pool area, he very quickly put on his discipleship robes once again.
The fairly blue and white robes designed with embroidered moon patterns finely knit around with very intricate seams.
Xiao Ming looked upwards, drew in a very deep breath, stemming from slight exhaustion.
