Compared with the first physical difficulty, the degree of danger in the Soul Difficulty is not at the same level at all.
It can be said that there is a huge difference.
The physical body is difficult, even if it fails, the physical body will be completely destroyed, but the soul will still exist and still retain vitality, and will not be in danger of physical death.
But the Yuan Shen Difficulty is different.
Once it fails and the Yuan Shen dissipates, it will be the real death of the body and the Tao.
Although the form has not been destroyed, the spirit has dispersed, thus reducing it to a walking corpse, leaving only an empty shell.
Therefore, facing this second soul difficulty, even Mo Zhiyao did not dare to be careless or negligent in the slightest.
Because even he couldn't bear the consequences of failure.
Even if he possesses eternal demonic energy, Mo Zhiyao is not sure that he can be reborn.
So he was quite cautious at this moment.
"snort" Mo Zhiyao hummed, and then a look of determination and ruthlessness flashed through his eyes as dark as the deep starry sky.
The next moment, a strange invisible flame showing three colors of black, white and gold appeared.
It was Zi Yuan.
The inner god surged out and enveloped Mo Zhiyao's soul in the blink of an eye.
The moment the three-color flame appeared, an indescribable pain surged from the depths of Zi Mo Ziyao's soul like a wave.
The severe pain caused De Mo Zhiyao's body to tremble violently.
And deep in the three-color flames, you can vaguely see a strange black flame taking shape.
Originally, Mo Zhiyao's own spiritual attributes were only three types: gold, fire, and thunder.
But don’t forget that while he is cultivating spiritual power in the human world, he also possesses the magic power of the demon world.
Therefore, the flames caused by the Yuan Shen Di this time are not only spiritual fires transformed by spiritual power, but also demonic fires transformed by magic power.
As the four-color flames twined and rose, a layer of strange crystal cocoon gradually condensed out, and then slowly took shape, slowly covering Mo Zhiyao's soul sitting cross-legged on the Demon Spirit Nebula.
And with the formation of the crystal cocoon, the outside world, Mo Zhiyao's body, began to show a dark gray color representing death, and his vitality was languishing at an alarming speed.
While Mo Zhiyao's vitality weakened, the space around his body also fluctuated violently.
The power of the demon spirit condensed into an energy vortex, and finally slowly poured in from his heavenly spirit cap and penetrated into his body. .
The power of demon spirits in this world is mixed, so it looks quite mottled.
However, for Mo Zhiyao, who possesses eternal demonic essence, he does not possess much threatening power.
The eternal demonic essence in his body now has mutated due to the fusion of the heart of human ancestors.
It is no longer a pure demonic essence, but has become a strange existence that has never been seen in ancient times.
And this kind of existence may be more appropriately called the Demonic Origin Ancestral Heart.
On the top of the mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, the space rippled more and more violently.
Waves of extremely mottled demonic power from heaven and earth emerged rapidly, and immediately turned into whirlpools, pouring overwhelmingly into Mo Zhiyao's body.
Facing this seemingly violent and endless infusion, Mo Zhiyao's body was like a bottomless pit.
No matter how much the power of the demon spirit was poured into it, it never overflowed.
In Mo Zhiyao's body, as the majestic wave-like power of the demonic spirit poured in, the four-color flames outside his Yuan Shen became more intense.
The layer of crystal cocoon covering the surface of the Yuan Shen's body, It also becomes more and more solid.
But Mo Zhiyao's life breath seemed even weaker.
At this moment, if you look at it from the outside, Mo Zhiyao's whole person is completely like a lifeless corpse.
Waves of strong death energy lingered around his body, which was quite terrifying.
Time passed quietly due to Mo Zhiyao's practice.
On the mountain top, apart from the howling wind, there wasn't much other movement.
Occasionally, that day, the demon puppet will suddenly punch out, and the terrifying power will pass through the air, killing the demon beasts that fly within a hundred feet of this place with one punch.
Ten days had passed since Mo Zhiyao triggered Yuan Shen Nan, but there was still no movement.
And the deathly aura exuding from his body now took on a rotten smell.
The body that was originally thin but extremely strong has now become skin and bones, no different from that of a skeleton.
After this period of time, the crystal cocoon outside Mo Zhiyao's soul has become quite crystal clear, like crystal, gorgeous and enchanting.
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In the crystal cocoon, the face of the soul body had an extremely distorted expression of pain.
And the body of the soul was slowly turning into an illusion at this moment.
Time passed, and when another ten days passed, when viewed from the outside, Mo Zhiyao's body was already like a mummy, so shriveled that its original appearance could not be seen at all. in vivo.
Above the slowly rotating Demonic Nebula, a crystal cocoon shining with four colors of luster is also slowly rotating.
In the crystal cocoon, 90% of Mo Zhiyao's soul had dissipated.
It seems quite illusory and transparent.
"Bang"
A low muffled sound sounded, and Mo Zhiyao's soul completely dissipated at this moment, and the trace of vitality fluctuations on his body that were so weak that they were almost imperceptible also completely disappeared.
Outside, the mountain wind was howling, and Mo Zhiyao was like a mummy that had been sitting cross-legged for thousands of years, sitting quietly on the top of the mountain, silent and silent.
All vitality is gone, and the soul is gone.
Could it be that Mo Zhiyao's Yuan Shen Nan failed just like that?
After this situation lasted for a stick of incense, suddenly, clusters of demonic flames of four colors appeared out of thin air and enveloped the crystal cocoon.
The clusters of flames underwent strange changes as they rose.
They gradually began to change quietly from four different colors, and finally turned into a crystal clear color, like glass.
Under the burning of this glazed flame, the crystal cocoon covering Mo Zhiyao's soul began to show signs of liquefaction.
"tick" On the crystal cocoon, a drop of glazed liquid suddenly dripped, and then suspended in the sky above the Demon Spirit Nebula.
And as the first drop of liquid dripped, the crystal cocoon also began to melt slowly, and drops of glazed liquid began to trickle down from slow to fast.
The falling glass liquid merged with each other, and then began to squirm continuously as if it had life.
At the same time, a hint of anger quietly filled the air.
As more and more glazed liquid dripped and merged, the size of the crystal cocoon also began to shrink rapidly.
And the squirming liquid below is getting bigger and bigger.
And, while squirming, it began to slowly transform into a human form.
And the vitality permeating it became increasingly intense.
Outside, Mo Zhiyao's originally shriveled body filled with the aura of decay gradually gained a trace of rosiness, and his dry skin slowly began to rebound.
Time passed like water.
When ten days passed again, the crystal cocoon had completely disappeared and all turned into liquid and dripped.
And below it, a figure of the soul has appeared clearly.
Judging from the appearance, he is none other than Mo Zhiyao This is Mo Zhiyao's new soul And Mo Zhiyao's physical body also underwent earth-shaking changes at this time.
The skin has returned to its previous appearance again.
It looks not only full of elasticity, but also exudes endless vitality.
And the aura emanating from his body is gradually recovering and even rising.
And the moment Mo Zhiyao's soul was completely formed, a brilliant halo of seven colors suddenly enveloped his body and soul.
Although the seven-colored mist looks extremely gorgeous, the fluctuations emanating from it are filled with a strong flavor of violence.
The seven-colored mist rose up like a flame.
If you only look at the surface, those flames do not seem to be dangerous, but Mo Zhiyao, who is in them, knows that this is the most critical moment for the entire Yuan Shen Dilemma.
At this time, if there is even a slight mistake, then this time the soul difficulty will end in failure.
As the seven-colored flames burned, waves of severe pain came from his heart.
The pain on Mo Zhiyao's face could no longer be described with words.
But now, Mo Zhiyao had no other choice but to grit his teeth and persevere.
A caterpillar needs to break out of its cocoon to become a butterfly, and a phoenix needs to bathe in the fire before it can be reborn.
If he wants to set foot on the supreme realm and become the master of the three realms, Mo Zhiyao will inevitably face many hardships.
As time passed slowly, Mo Zhiyao's figure was always sitting on the top of the mountain as steadily as a rock.
Only the twisted color on his face could show the pain he was suffering at the moment, reaching a kind of What an appalling situation.
Another ten days passed by with Mo Zhiyao gritting his teeth and persisting.
In the past ten days, Mo Zhiyao still showed no sign of waking up, but the pain on his face gradually faded away.
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At the same time, there was an indescribably majestic and rich aura, But it was like a tidal wave, sweeping out of his body.
Under that breath, even the surrounding void space was violently distorted.
The momentum was like a brewing volcano that would completely erupt at any time.
"Pa"
When another day passed, Mo Zhiyao's eyes that had been closed suddenly suddenly opened, and a dazzling light burst out from the black star eyes.
An invisible flame, like flowing liquid glass, circulated crazily in Mo Zhiyao's eyes.
At the same time, a bright seven-color halo shone out from his body.
De Mo Zhiyao's whole body looked extremely magnificent and gorgeous.
A mouthful of white air containing rich energy slowly spurted out from Mo Zhiyao's mouth.
At the same time, a sharp breath, like a sword that broke the sky, rushed up and broke through the sky.
Mo Zhiyao finally successfully passed through this spiritual crisis: