Qian Renxue (24)

"The third trial: 'Divine Soul Inheritance.' With your soul, bear the Wind God's Divine Soul, merge with the laws, and reshape your divine foundation. If you succeed, you will ascend to the heavens in a single step and establish the Wind God's Divine Position. If you fail, your soul will be assimilated and dispersed by the Wind God's Divine Soul, or the Divine Soul will backlash and you will explode and die." That vast voice rang out for the final time, carrying its last warning. "Are you prepared?"

Bibi Dong stared at the mass of Divine Soul that represented boundless power and risk, then slowly raised her hand. The Tear of the Wind God flew up on its own, hovering between her and the Divine Soul as a bridge and buffer. She did not speak. Instead, she answered with action—opening up all of her Mental Power, Soul Power, and the firm Dao Heart she had just finished integrating without the slightest reservation, actively facing that azure Divine Soul!

The instant they made contact, an indescribable impact erupted! It was not an infusion of Soul Power, but a torrent of laws, an assault of divinity, fragments of an ancient will. It was as if hundreds of millions of wind blades were slicing through her soul at the same time, and also as if she had been placed at the center of a cosmic storm. Every thought was torn apart and reassembled, every inch of her soul tempered through countless hammer blows. Vast amounts of information, insight, and power poured in wildly, far exceeding the limits of what her soul could bear. She felt as though she was about to be burst open, assimilated, and have the mark that belonged to "Bibi Dong" completely erased.

The Tear of the Wind God spun