I, Douluo Qiang Wuhun, can fuse with Wuhun at will!

Wu Qihang's face turned green when he heard the mistress's consolation.

He knew that in Wuhun Hall, there was a special training called endurance training, which was aimed at those in the front row who were resisting damage.

A soul master who has undergone this training can only scratch his itch when faced with tremendous pain.

And Yan is a soul master who has completely passed this training. Even Lan Mengyi who came later did not completely pass this training.

This shows his ability to endure.

But now, looking at Yan lying on the ground with lifeless eyes, Wu Qihang's former dullness disappeared in an instant.

"Is there really no other way?"

Wu Qihang asked hopefully.

"No! This is the road that must be passed."

The mistress replied with a smile on her face.

Knowing that there was no way to escape, Wu Qihang immediately stood up and walked towards the hollow on one side. He wanted to try the pain of this trial himself.

"set sail!"

Looking at Wu Qihang standing at the edge of the hollow, He Qingqing and others looked at him with some worry.

In response, Wu Qihang waved his hand and walked into the void.

The moment he entered the stairs, Wu Qihang felt the pressure that Ah Qi mentioned. This pressure was so heavy that it seemed as if it was as heavy as a thousand stones.

But he can still hold on to this weight. What's important is the upcoming tearing of his soul.

According to Ah Qi, because they are now located in a place where the power of the spiritual abyss is rarest, it will take some time for the power of the spiritual abyss to penetrate his body.

It may take a few seconds.

With a thought in his mind, Wu Qihang came to the edge of the stairs and sat down cross-legged, preparing for the upcoming soul attack.

At the same time, it is also to save time by going straight down when you can’t bear it anymore.

Within a few seconds of sitting down cross-legged, Wu Qihang suddenly felt like something had been broken through.

"This is?"

The next moment, a sense of tearing arose spontaneously from the depths of Wu Qihang's soul.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts very much.

The moment his soul was attacked, Wu Qihang had already screamed out. This was so painful that it was simply unbearable.

"ah!!!"

At this time, Wu Qihang's soul seemed to be exposed. He had no defensive posture at all and was unable to take any corresponding measures.

I can only endure the pain forever.

At the same time, Wu Qihang clearly felt tears flowing out near his eyes. This was not because he wanted to cry, but a natural physiological reaction.

No wonder Ah Qi and the others would say that anyone can cry, unless the person is born without lacrimal glands, otherwise he will definitely shed tears.

While suffering the pain of tearing his soul apart, Wu Qihang clearly felt the location of his soul. When he was concentrated, he could even clearly see the appearance of his soul.

It was a somewhat illusory self. In this spiritual body, wounds appeared all over the body, and these wounds would slowly heal in the next moment.

At the same time, Wu Qihang could feel that the areas that had healed after injury were even more painful when they were injured again.

Oh my god, who designed this level? It’s so perverted.

Wu Qihang wailed and cursed the creator of this level in his heart.

This man is sick!

After persisting like this for a while, the pain seemed to have reached the top of this ladder and had not risen again for a while.

At this moment, Wu Qihang noticed something strange.

No, logically speaking, my ability to endure is not as good as Yan's, but now how come I can persevere but Yan can't?

Do you have any soul-related abilities?

No, all of my soul abilities come from the Spirit Fire Prison Lantern, but this Spirit Fire Prison Lantern won't help me at all!

After all, these first three levels are all about training. Wouldn’t cheating here make you uncomfortable?

What's the reason?

After thinking about it, Wu Qihang thought of the reason. Could it be because of his soul bone?

When absorbing the left arm bone of Death Prayer, Wu Qihang neither increased his soul power nor his mental power, and only gained the soul skills attached to it.

At that time, Wu Qihang felt a sense of comfort deep in his heart. He knew that this soul bone had indeed strengthened him, but no one knew in what specific aspects.

Now that I think about it, it’s probably not the soul that’s being strengthened!

This is why I can endure the pain that Yan cannot bear, because my soul is not as immature as theirs.

Although my soul is not much stronger than theirs, it is still at the level of a primary school student and cannot be compared to their infant level.

After realizing his talent, Wu Qihang felt extremely comfortable. In this way, he might be able to suffer less.

But I am here to exercise in the first place, so some hardships are more than necessary.

Thinking of this, Wu Qihang stood up.

At this time, whether it was physical pressure or soul tearing, he had already initially adapted.

As for Dazzling's soul power? He doesn't plan to use soul skills yet.

After all, it is no surprise that soul skills are needed to share the pressure on the body.

But now Wu Qihang does not need to use soul skills.

Now he needs to see where the limit of his tolerance is first.

Just like that, Wu Qihang stood up and took heavy steps to reach the second level.

"Look, Qihang actually moved. He has reached the second level!"

Lan Mengyi, who was always paying attention to Wu Qihang's movements, suddenly shouted loudly.

In fact, she didn't need to shout, everyone's eyes were actually on Wu Qihang. Everyone looked at Wu Qihang walking forward with great excitement.

Among them, the one who reacted the most was naturally the mistress.

"How is this possible? Ah Qi and I also sat at the first level for a week before moving to the next level. How could she be so fast!"

Gently stroking the hairy mistress, Ah Qi comforted her and said with emotion: "He is worthy of being the successor chosen by the God of Death. His soul is indeed strong."

Even someone as plain as Ah Qi admires Wu Qihang's soul strength.

"But no matter how strong his soul talent is, it's just because he has more souls than us. How can he be stronger than us?"

It is destined that no one can answer this question. After all, the one who can answer this question is not here.

At this time, Wu Qihang, the object of everyone's praise, was sitting cross-legged on the second step, adapting to the new intensity.

Wu Qihang clearly felt that this pain was 30% stronger than the previous level. This made Wu Qihang can only continue to adapt here.

It took nearly an hour for Wu Qihang to move to the next level.

There Wu Qihang once again sat cross-legged and adapted for an hour.

In this way, Wu Qihang continued to move forward at the speed of one step per hour until he reached the twelfth step.

According to Ah Qi, this is the first stage of qualitative change.

In fact, he has reached the limit of his patience at this time, and his previous capital was only enough to get him here.

Logically speaking, he needs to train here for a long time before he is qualified to move to the next level, but that will happen later.

He came here this time just for testing.

He needs to figure out the rules of the steps, and then he can figure them out in his mind.

Thus, Wu Qihang finally stepped onto the thirteenth ladder.

The moment he entered the thirteenth staircase, Wu Qihang felt endless pain coming towards him. He rushed out without even holding on for three seconds.

Falling into the spiritual abyss.

Wu Qihang's first exploration ended here, with a total of thirteen steps.