There are only two chances of soul tempering without danger. Mo Yu hopes that he can make a smooth breakthrough in this way, so that there is a possibility of integrating the soul refining weapon!

But the half-step gap seen here is like a chasm and is difficult to cross!

After another half an hour, the soul of Mo Yu appeared cracks, and after a moment, it collapsed and dissipated! However, from beginning to end, he never made any sound!

The countless pains of the soul sank have made its will, like steel, difficult to shake!

Time stopped, and then everything began to retreat, and Mo Yu's broken soul began to condense again. This time, the speed of soul condensation became slower, and only after three days and three nights, its eyes slowly opened.

This time, without waiting for his thoughts to turn, the disappearing face condensed again on the black and white millstone in the surging fog!

"The soul condenses nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight times, and the fusion fails, and the right to choose to leave."

The black face has a cold voice.

"You, are you staying or leaving?"

The white faces intersect again.

Mo Yu said slowly with a blank expression on his face: "Stay!"

This word is out, and a firmness flashes through his eyes! This time, we must smoothly promote the transformation of the soul and enter a new realm!

Black and white faces dissipate.

The huge millstone turned slowly again.

And this time, Mo Yu supported it until the fifth day! His soul had reached its limit, and the feeling of about to break through seemed to be right in front of him, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not capture it!

Cracked cracks emerged from their souls, and unimaginable pain drowned Mo Yu's mind like a tide. But with his strong will, he still maintained his clear thinking ability.

"There's not much time left! It's only a little bit short, the last bit!"

"The soul is about to transform, support it! Hold it!"

soon.

boom!

Mo Yu's soul collapses!

Ten days later, his soul condensed. His eyes suddenly opened and his soul body became more solid. The sun, moon and stars fell, and my immortal artistic conception was extremely rich, but it was a little worse in the end.

"It's only a little short of the time that the soul can transform. If it succeeds, it will be an unimaginable fate for me!"

"But the last safety opportunity has been used, what's next?"

Mo Yu frowned and his eyes flashed.

At this time, two faces without nose, eyes, and mouth appeared again on the black and white millstone.

"The soul condenses nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times, the fusion fails, and the right to choose to leave!"

"If you continue, if you fail, your soul will dissipate and fall into eternal darkness. You will never be able to transcend it in the ages!"

"You, are you staying or leaving?"

The last words were the black and white faces roaring at the same time, and the sounds were rolling, stirring up the fog, like waves and striking momentum!

Mo Yu's mental fluctuations also reached its limit at this moment!

You can immediately exit this strange space without any danger, but in this way, you will lose the opportunity to transform your soul and even merge the soul refining weapon!

Stay, it is a game, win and gain more luck, and fail, the soul dissipates, and all kinds of things will become ashes!

Whether to leave or stay involves life and death, and his future. This choice is extremely difficult!

Mo Yu is definitely not an indecisive person, but at this moment, it is difficult to make a decision!

"You! Are you staying? Are you leaving?"

Black and white faces are stronger to ask!

Stay... is to leave... is to stay... is to leave... is to leave...

The rolling sound made Mo Yu's ears buzz, but his eyes lit up at this moment, and a sense of firmness flashed!

"My soul is only one last short to complete the transformation! The first ten thousand times, I will definitely be able to succeed! Once this is the case, I will have the opportunity to merge the soul refining weapon and get the greatest opportunity here!"

"This is my choice. Success will lead to endless luck and lay a solid foundation for reaching the peak. Failure and soul dissipation are also my own choice, no one else's fault!"

"If you want to obtain luck, you need to bear danger... This time, I will not retreat!"

Mo Yu looked up and said calmly: "Stay."

This statement is plain and unpredictable, but the firmness of the collapse of heaven and earth that is revealed can be clearly sensed.

Life is already facing countless forks, some choose to take a chance, and some choose to withdraw.

Maybe it is correct, maybe it is failed, but if you don’t try, there will be no results.

Mo Yu was waiting, waiting to see if his choice was right or wrong!

He closed his eyes, the left and right faces of the line dissipated, and the left and right grinders of the line rotated.

The first thousand times.

That's the last time!

Regardless of the result!

Boom-

The sound of the millstone turning resounds throughout the space.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

...

Six days.

Seven days.

The rumbling sound was getting heavier and louder, louder and louder, surpassing the thunder, and it was like the roaring of heaven and earth!

Mo Yu's soul trembled, and cracks were everywhere on its soul body! He had already reached the limit, but the last layer of diaphragm was difficult to break anyway! It was like a mountain climber, and he could go up to the top of the mountain in the last step, but it was difficult to cross!

At the moment of collapse of the soul, it will completely shatter without too long.

By then, he will be defeated and people will die!

The soul crack was getting heavier and heavier, spreading all over the body. Looking closely, the crack was trembling slightly, as if it was struggling for the final struggle!

Bang!

A piece of soul left the body, and Mo Yu's soul body suddenly lost one piece, on the left leg.

then……

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sounds are endless, and each channel represents the separation and dissolution of a soul! The number is increasing, and Mo Yu's soul is gradually broken! His arms, legs, and body... have dissipated one after another, and in the end, only a head is left. In this process, the soul body breaks, and Mo Yu's consciousness is also constantly losing. It is only because of a will that his soul is instinct and persists with all his strength.

At this point, if nothing unexpected happens, his soul will inevitably scatter!

While his consciousness was half-difficult and half awake, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. It was a majestic man, stepping on the top of the mountain, facing the setting sun, as if he was stepping on his feet! At this moment, he suddenly turned around, his face was blurred, only those eyes were gentle and bright. When he saw his eyes clearly, an impulse of closeness, attachment, and crying suddenly broke out from Mo Yu's heart, which made his consciousness have a brief brightness!

"Have you promised to die before I could fulfill my life?"

"A man stands between heaven and earth, be brave and domineering, never give up! You are only one last step away from success. If you give up at this moment, will you be willing to give up?"

"Stand up and take the last step, and then you can hang out between heaven and earth!"

His low voice came from afar, sweeping the power of heaven and earth, turning into a turbulent wind!

This wind is warm.

Just like when Mo Yu climbed to the top of the mountain, the wind coming from the sky and the feeling of sorrow filled his heart in an instant!

Only the soul of the rising head was left. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and let out a roar towards the gray sky! The roar was weak at first, but it became stronger and stronger, and it became stronger! It triggered the roar of heaven and earth, and caused the fog to surge! It represents all his unwillingness and all his obsessions!

He wants to... live! Go!

A trace of gold suddenly appeared in the middle of his eyebrows and then spread rapidly. In a blink of an eye, his head turned golden!

boom!

Beyond his remnant soul, the immortal artistic conception condensed in an instant!

"Jumping over the dragon gate, no matter how ordinary it is, it is with the heaven and earth, and shines with the stars!"

"Immortal, immortal, immortal, immortal!"

"Congratulations to you, the joy of immortality!"

A faint murmur came from the surrounding nothingness. I heard a word, but if you savor it carefully, you will find that this simple word is composed of countless sounds overlapping. There are old, young, male, female, someone speaks, animal roars, and the difficult-to-distinguish syllables... but the meaning is all the same as above!
To be continued...