At the same time, a cold energy surged into Xiao Yan's body and reached the depths of Xiao Yan's soul, which immediately shocked Xiao Yan's tired soul. Even with the influx of this power, Xiao Yan's feeling of fatigue after grinding his soul twice after experiencing the black millstone, suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Yan also clearly felt that his soul power had become stronger. Although there was still a big gap from the peak of the world realm, this growth rate was already very fast. The growth of soul power was no less than that of fighting spirit cultivation.

After the fatigue of the soul disappeared, Xiao Yan also felt the benefits of this black millstone, which was a little excited. The pleasure brought by growth would fade a lot. Of course, not everyone would do this, except for someone like Xiao Yan who is like a madman in practice.

"Come again!" Xiao Yan shouted angrily and began to enter the black millstone again. He repeated this time. This time, Xiao Yan persisted three times, and his soul reached its limit. However, when Xiao Yan's soul reached its limit, the energy swept over again, the feeling of fatigue subsided, and the power of the soul became stronger again.

Xiao Yan kept grinding his soul in the black millstone. As for the number of times, Xiao Yan had no specific statistics. He just felt that his soul power was getting stronger and stronger, and he was getting closer and closer to the peak of the world realm. If he persisted, the soul power would be able to successfully break through to the peak of the world realm.

In this void space, under the black millstone, Xiao Yan's soul was constantly crushed like an ant, then condensed, entered, and crushed again. Even though he knew that he would be crushed by the millstone no matter what, he still tried again and again.

In the path of cultivation, failure is not terrible. If you want to go longer and farther, you cannot be afraid of failure. Only being afraid of failure is the most terrifying.

I don’t know how long it has passed, Xiao Yan’s tired soul has undergone dozens of milling. With that energy, Xiao Yan’s soul felt a sense of comfort, and then Xiao Yan’s eyes lit up and he immediately became energetic.

"Haha, I finally entered the peak of the world realm!" Xiao Yan laughed. Originally, Xiao Yan wanted to continue, but found that his soul power had reached saturation at this moment. In the current situation, even if Xiao Yan continued to grind his soul in the black millstone, the effect would probably be minimal.

This shows that Xiao Yan's soul power has reached a hurdle now that he has reached the peak of the world realm. The results obtained by forcibly improving are not great, so Xiao Yan also stopped, left the empty space, and slowly opened his eyes.

Then I felt the spirit of the starry sky. Every time Xiao Yan's soul entered the fatigue, the power to recover the soul was not to be thought of, and it was naturally released by the spirit of the starry sky.

Xiao Yan checked the energy in the spirit of the starry sky. He absorbed it so much that he only used one-fifth of the energy of the spirit of the starry sky. Xiao Yan was happy. In this case, relying on the spirit of the starry sky and the black millstone in the void space attached to the power of the starry sky, it was only a matter of time before the soul power broke through to the holy realm.

"What a good thing!" Xiao Yan was happy, with a satisfied smile on his face. The high priest gave him a good treasure.
Chapter completed!