Seeing Wang Dong'er nod, Electrolux thrust the greatsword in his hand into her body without hesitation.
"!!!"
She felt as though her soul had been pierced by something. The intense pain made Wang Dong'er let out a muffled groan instinctively, her eyes widening as her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Although she had expected it to hurt, Wang Dong'er had never imagined it would be this painful...
The numbing frost brought by the cold did nothing to lessen the pain. The undead power from the Undead Semi-Plane made her soul feel as though it had been plunged into a realm of ghosts. She fell from a cross-legged sitting position onto the ground, letting out a silent moan.
Even Electrolux could only shake his head helplessly, his face full of disappointment. "This willpower of yours is really pitiful..."
This was already the greatest extent to which Electrolux could suppress the pain of replacing her martial soul. This was a Quasi-Divine Artifact-level martial soul. Under normal circumstances, Wang Dong'er would have had to endure at least five times the pain she was experiencing now.
Yet even after reducing it by so much, she was still finding it difficult to hold on.
If it had been Huo Yuhao, this amount of pain would have felt like a mere tickle. Not to mention Long Qiu'er, whose willpower was formidable, Wang Dong'er was also far inferior in this regard to Ma Xiaotao, who had endured the backlash of the Evil Fire for over a decade.
But then again, such willpower was still worthy of her ultimate achievement. She had become a Second-Level God, so one couldn't ask for too much.
The fusion procedure was not even halfway complete, yet Wang Dong'er was already struggling to endure it.
Huo Yuhao sighed and stepped forward, placing his hand