Endless Cultivation!
"Buzz!"
The surroundings underwent a drastic change, and golden space surged like waves into view. Three square options condensed in front of Mu Yang's body.
The only difference from the previous Soul Refinement Hall was the black mist divided into five pieces in the distance.
At this moment, the black mist had lost consciousness. It was just a mass of black, without anything else to attract attention.
"The demonic spirit inside him has been stripped away by me and now has no combat power." Xia Man's laughter echoed in Mu Yang's mind. "However, the remaining five black mists should help you successfully break through to the Soul Silence Realm."
"Can't I use the Soul Refinement Hall to cultivate soul power?" Mu Yang asked.
Feeling a somewhat eerie sensation from the five black mists, Mu Yang was a bit hesitant.