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Feeling the increase in strength after the Primordial Spirit was successfully formed, Ye Dongfeng was exceptionally excited.

I never thought that just after three months of being reborn, I, Ye Dongfeng, would actually be able to reform a Primordial Spirit.

This feeling... It was really too comfortable.

Feeling the strength in his body slowly returning to its peak state, Ye Dongfeng could not help but grunt.

After he familiarized himself with the increase in strength brought by the Primordial Spirit's condensation, Ye Dongfeng slowly took out the martial skill that Cheng Datong previously gave him.

Soul-tempering? Interesting name.

Looking at the two small charms on the book, Ye Dongfeng could not help but become more curious about martial skills. What kind of martial skill could have such a name?

With a slightly impatient heart, Ye Dongfeng flipped to the first page of the book.

"Hua!"

The entire book instantly turned into a ball of white light and rushed into Ye Dongfeng's Sea of Consciousness. Even with Ye Dongfeng's current strength, he did not have the slightest reaction.

The path of soul tempering was as its name implied. It tempered one's soul, and one could obtain as much strength as they paid for it.

The white light in his mind slowly dissipated, and following that, a voice sounded out in Ye Dongfeng's heart. Ye Dongfeng frowned, and after hearing what was said, he began to think.

To sharpen one's soul and increase one's strength...

While he was thinking, the white light slowly dissipated, and replacing it was an incomparably large crystal plate. Ye Dongfeng's Primordial Spirit was just as big as an ant beside the crystal tray!

The two millstones slowly rotated at the same speed in opposite directions. As they rotated, they sent out waves of energy that would cause chills down one's spine.

Is this the millstone? Do you want to use this to train my spiritual power?

Even though Ye Dongfeng had seen so many cultivation methods, this was the first time he had seen one that was so powerful and so cruel to himself.

Placing a person's Primordial Spirit or spirit on a millstone, it would continuously crush back and forth like a loop, using this to strengthen one's mental strength and the Primordial Spirit! What kind of vicious person would come up with such a powerful method?

He reckoned that if he could persevere on with his cultivation like this, it would be alright. But if he did not, not only would he not be able to achieve the effect of increasing his mental strength, he would also be able to cause irreparable damage to the Primordial Spirit.

Thinking silently in his heart, Ye Dongfeng also considered various aspects.

Was there anything in the world that could stop me, Ye Dongfeng?

Ye Dongfeng turned his head and smiled, without any hesitation, he leaped up and rushed into the ball of light at the boundary of the two gigantic millstones.

Pain!

Pain!

The moment Ye Dongfeng's Primordial Spirit jumped in, an enormous force that was seemingly unable to resist immediately enveloped Ye Dongfeng's entire body. Under this force, Ye Dongfeng instantly lost control of his body.

Finger, hair, legs … Every part of his body, as long as it was something Ye Dongfeng could feel, was experiencing a terrifying collapse!

The indescribable pain that seeped into his soul made it so that even if Ye Dongfeng wanted to cry out but couldn't, he could only endure while the millstone silently rotated!

The millstone slowly rotated, and did not slow down or increase its speed by even a little because of Ye Dongfeng's Primordial Spirit. This constant and slow speed made people feel that, in this world, there was nothing that could affect the rotation of the millstone.

Ye Dongfeng's Primordial Spirit was like a boat drifting in the wind in an endless sea, allowing the torrential storm to hit it.

The intense pain caused Ye Dongfeng's entire body to slowly curl up. Cracks visible to the naked eye started to gradually cover Ye Dongfeng's entire body.

Under this kind of pain, Ye Dongfeng could only try his best to guard the last bit of clarity in his mind. He tried his best to protect his heart and prevent himself from being flooded by the pain. This was the only thing Ye Dongfeng could do at the moment.

Ga Ga … Ga Ga …

The sound of friction that would cause one's scalp to go numb continuously rang in their ears, and as the millstones continuously rotated, the cracks on Ye Dongfeng's body continued to increase. At a certain point in time, his entire body suddenly trembled, and instantly the entire Primordial Spirit shattered into pieces.

Ye Dongfeng's Primordial Spirit had actually exploded on impact from the constant grinding of the millstones!

Countless spirit dots were like a firefly in the dark night, slowly flashing. When they flashed, the millstone astonishingly glowed with white light once again, wrapping around the spirit spot that Ye Dongfeng had transformed into.

Ye Dongfeng's consciousness was completely scattered within the countless specks of light, but he could still feel the white light from the millstones enveloping him within. The white light seemed to contain some kind of mysterious power, and Ye Dongfeng's originally incomparably tired mind actually returned to normal in an instant.

But, before Ye Dongfeng could rejoice, the piercing pain from before had struck him once again! Ye Dongfeng's entire Primordial Spirit was thrown into the millstone once again without any resistance at the instant of its recovery!

The white light seemed to be eternal in this place, and the two enormous millstones seemed to have existed even more since the ancient times as they slowly rotated. Ye Dongfeng's Primordial Spirit, on the other hand, was constantly being ground into pieces in between the enormous millstones, continuously being repaired, and finally being crushed …

Ga Ga … Ga Ga …

The sound of the millstone slowly rotating reverberated throughout the entire space. Every opportunity would cause goosebumps to appear on those who heard it.

But Ye Dongfeng, in this never-ending cycle, was constantly tempering his own Primordial Spirit and will.

This should be the seventh time …

A raving sound was slowly emitted from Ye Dongfeng's remaining consciousness:

It was about time.

After sensing that he had more or less reached his limit, Ye Dongfeng's honeyed plate of Primordial Spirit began to slowly float out. However, the originally blue Primordial Spirit had actually become almost transparent at this moment.

Boundless weariness flooded over Ye Dongfeng like a tide. Ye Dongfeng laughed bitterly and shook his head:

I never thought that this Martial Skill would be so powerful, even I almost could not persevere. No wonder there was no one in the Spirit Master Association to train in such a powerful skill, it seems that not only do people not want to get used to it, this terrifying tempering method is also one of them!

After he finished sighing, Ye Dongfeng's mind stirred and the Primordial Spirit instantly returned to his dantian. At the same time, Ye Dongfeng also slowly opened his eyes from his Hidden Treasure Pavilion.

Sensing that he had become tired, Ye Dongfeng also went to sleep in exhaustion.