Yu Haoran frowned slightly.

"It's actually it?"

Ye Xiu asked: "Senior brother, do you have any questions?"

Yu Haoran said: "There is no problem."

"However, this soul forging technique is extremely strange."

"It is a powerful hammer that is condensed with divine power to continuously refine the divine consciousness."

"With this level of tempering, one careless move may even cause cracks in the world of spiritual consciousness."

"The most important thing is that because few people can resist the pain involved, basically no one practices it."

"After all, not to mention the pain, once cracks are hammered into the world of spiritual consciousness, it will be troublesome."

"Of course, this is also a soul-forging technique originating from an extremely powerful race of the Spirit God Clan."

"All in all, there are so many spiritual skills here to refine your spiritual consciousness, how about choosing something else?"

Ye Xiu shook his head: "No need, senior brother, this is it."

Spirit God Clan.

Ye Xiu also probably knew something about the Spirit God Clan being a rather strange existence.

Almost using spiritual consciousness as a means of attack.

There are very few people of this race.

The current Protoss has been reduced to an extremely weak race.

After all, cultivating spiritual consciousness is not mainstream.

Yu Haoran also pressed his forehead.

"There's nothing we can do about you."

"However, if there is really danger, you can't force yourself to continue practicing."

Ye Xiu nodded.

"Senior brother, don't worry."

"I am measured."

Yu Haoran took Ye Xiu away directly.

As expected, the presidents of the two congresses did not show up.

With Yu Haoran here, the presidents of the two conferences probably wouldn't dare to come out.
Chapter completed!