"Plush, plush!" The soul glow gently swayed, emitting a series of crisp, water-like sounds. A steady flow of exceptionally pure, fundamental soul energy poured into Xiao Yan's soul... As this infusion continued, subtle traces of deep contentment began to emerge on the face of the form composed of Xiao Yan's soul. Enveloped by these fundamental soul energies, he felt his soul as though immersed in a warm, radiant light—like a fetus nestled within its mother's womb. Layer upon layer of delicate, strange crystalline layers gradually formed on the surface of his soul body, appearing almost tangible, and remarkably enchanting. Within the soul glow, an immense reservoir of soul essence was contained—this essence had been painstakingly condensed from the souls of a million soul bodies. Before such vast soul power, even Xiao Yan himself felt a subtle sense of humility. "Plush, plush!" "With an increasing number of soul essences being absorbed by Xiao Yan, a series of intangible waves gradually expanded outward, centered on Xiao Yan. These intangible waves caused the entire area within a thousand zhang of the mountain peak to suddenly grow silent. Every living being in the forest sensed a profound pressure emanating from the depths of their souls. Under this pressure, even the most fierce mountain beasts now trembled, crouching on the ground, unable to emit a single roar. 'Whoosh!' The disturbances caused by Xiao Yan's cultivation were significant. Though the waves seemed intangible, they carried an irresistible pressure. Shortly after the waves spread out, numerous elite figures within the Xingyun Pavilion became aware of them and rushed forth. However, as soon as their bodies entered the thousand-zhang range of the mountain where Xiao Yan was cultivating, they suddenly felt a dizzying sensation, as though their footing was wavering and they were beginning to plummet toward the sky. The elite figures were deeply startled, hastily retreating. Only after stepping outside the thousand-zhang radius of the mountain did their condition gradually stabilize, and they gazed at the misty peak with expressions of astonishment and bewilderment. "This young man's spiritual power is truly becoming more and more formidable," remarked one of them. The young elder of Dan塔 gazed with evident admiration at the mountain where Xiao Yan stood, and sighed softly. His spiritual realm had remained at the late stage of the Heavenly Realm for over a hundred years, yet he had still failed to reach the grandly perfected state. This clearly demonstrated how difficult it was to advance one's spiritual realm. Yao Lao smiled gently, his eyes brimming with uncontainable satisfaction. He had never expected Xiao Yan to reach this point—though there were certainly others in the family with greater natural gifts, Xiao Yan had steadily and firmly advanced, step by step, to a level that even those with exceptional talents now looked up to. This achievement had been driven by fortune, of course, but more importantly, by his unwavering perseverance and countless trials of life and death. "Rest assured, he will awaken precisely on time. Now, let us simply wait for his breakthrough. Additionally, issue the order: within a thousand zhang of Xiao Yan's cultivation site, no one is to enter!" The Yeold smiled slightly and did not linger any longer. With a subtle movement, he gradually descended back onto the main pavilion. "Understood!" "... Time passed day by day in that quiet cultivation, yet the soul resonance emanating from the mountain peak did not fade—it steadily grew stronger. By the end of one month, the entire star realm had been enveloped by this wave of influence. As a result, except for a few exceptional individuals, everyone else had to endure the oppressive soul pressure, forced to abandon flight and instead gallop across the ground under the weight of this relentless pressure. As for the Star Realm suddenly transforming into this state, even the elders like Yao Lao were left dumbfounded, only to chuckle and shake their heads, never expecting that Xiao Yan's cultivation journey would stir such a tremendous upheaval. Yet it was indeed a rare and invaluable experience for the disciples of Xin Yun Pavilion—after tasting the essence of a fully perfected Heavenly Realm soul, their future cultivation paths would now require fewer unnecessary detours. This peculiar atmosphere persisted throughout the Star Realm for over fifty days before gradually dissipating as the soul's pressure gently diminished. As the soul pressure permeating the star realm gradually diminished, the faces of Yao Lao and the others grew steadily more serious. They could sense that deep within the mountains, an invisible wave of immense scale—vast as heaven and earth—was quietly coalescing... "Xiao Yan is about to awaken," everyone knew. Xiao Yan's cultivation journey was now nearing its conclusion. "Boom!" As the soul light orb plunged into the "Crystal Flute"'s mouth, the latter's body suddenly trembled, and a dazzling surge of intense light erupted from within. A profound, formless wave—resembling a storm—spread out from his body, sweeping across the heavens in an overwhelming surge. At that moment, the sky was thick with dark clouds and thunder roared wildly.