Flowing Cloud Academy, Inner court, Courtyard of the Xuan Class.
Zhao Ming came to Zhao Qingcang's Chief once again. The spirit energy here was dense, the elemental energy was abundant, and the effect of cultivating here was definitely many times better than outside.
Only, the current Zhao Ming did not have the same envious look he had in the morning, but instead had a gloomy expression on his face.
Following closely behind was Huo Manyuan, who had already changed into a black muslin dress. Her eyes shone with a faint look of anticipation, she had admired Zhao Qingcang for a long time, but this was the first time she came to Courtyard to pinch him.
Huo Manyuan's body stood tall and straight, the black muslin dress outlined an attractive curve, holding onto the willow branches Ying Ying, following that, night came, faintly discernible, as she walked forward, step by step.
Very quickly, Zhao Ming and Huo Manyuan arrived at the top of the Courtyard's stone pavilion.
Zhao Qingcang was impressively sitting on a stone stool on top of a stone pavilion, and the two of them instantly shot their gazes over.
They just saw Zhao Qingcang sweeping their dejected look this morning, as his eyes became sharp. Other than a strand of indescribable yin energy, his entire person was like a Great Demons that was hibernating in the darkness.
"Shua!"
Zhao Qingcang glanced at Zhao Ming and Huo Manyuan indifferently. The two of them immediately felt as though they had fallen into an icehouse as a sinister pressure enveloped their entire bodies.
"Congratulations Qing Shao for stepping into the The Soul Realm!"
After a moment of shock, Zhao Ming could feel the earth-shattering changes that Zhao Qingcang had undergone, especially the intimidating might of the sharp soul that was faintly emanating from his body.
Only by passing from the Invigorated Meridian Realm to the The Soul Realm would the Power of the soul be able to experience an explosive increase in strength, which would be able to produce such a sharp and forceful pressure from the soul.
This was one of the characteristics of the The Soul Realm.
Even though Huo Manyuan's strength was inferior to Zhao Ming's, her delicate body was still trembling slightly, and her beautiful eyes were blooming with a light of worship.
"Congratulations Qing Shao. As expected of Inner court's Chief, to be able to step into the The Soul Realm so quickly." Huo Manyuan lifted her head to look at the indifferent Zhao Qingcang; her exquisite face was filled with admiration.
"That Qin Sheng is simply comparable to fireflies fighting with Haoyue. He doesn't know his own abilities."
When Huo Manyuan mentioned Qin Sheng's name, Zhao Qingcang's slightly pale white face, which looked like a parasite, suddenly sank slightly. His eyes, which were as black as a boulder, faintly emitted a few traces of killing intent.
Zhao Qingcang, who had succeeded in cultivating the insect, had now stepped into the The Soul Realm. As such, even though she had yet to refine the battle spirit, the density of the elemental energy was enough to suppress a normal Soul Realm Warriors.
This was the biggest benefit he had gained from the body worms!
After the Tongjiu Meridian broke through the barrier of the elemental pulse, nine elemental meridians formed a huge cycle inside the meat body.
And the The Soul Realm was divided into three stages, which were the front, middle and back.
Once one reached The Soul Realm, they would be able to kill Demonic Beast and refine their soul.
To Fighter, smelting battle spirit was extremely important. A good battle spirit was an earth-shattering change to the Fighter's battle power.
"Sit down." Zhao Qingcang lifted his hand, allowing the two of them to sit.
"This is the flood dragon blood tea sent from the Colossal Lion Country. It has great benefits to the tempering of the body." Zhao Qingcang poured two cups for Zhao Ming and Huo Manyuan.
Great Lion Country was a small country which had a land connection with the Beichen Kingdom, and was also one of the small countries that was subordinate to the Great Yan Dynasty.
The tea was blood-red, sparkling and translucent. Accompanied by the fog, an extremely rich smell of blood filled the entire stone pavilion.