"You have to split the soul fragments! Otherwise, you won't be able to activate the body of the god of death! This 100 million undead breath is equivalent to a white flower!"

"The effect of the Reaper's Body is very powerful, and when I develop advanced otherworldly planes in the future, I can find a new powerful system for the Reaper's Body to learn from, so that it can become a more powerful boost!"

An Baichen made up his mind, and he tried to start splitting his soul fragments with divine power.

"Hmm....."

As soon as the divine power entered the body, the moment it touched the soul, An Baichen didn't have any special feelings.

There's even a warm and cozy feeling.

This is because this divine power originally belonged to An Baichen himself, and it was very compatible with An Baichen's soul, and it would not cause any harm to An Baichen's soul, but this divine power also had the effect of nourishing and repairing the soul.

But as An Baichen began to control the force of his divine power, began to try to tear his soul, and was about to split out a little soul fragment, a pain that was so strong that it could not be resisted spread throughout An Baichen's body in an instant!

"Ahhhh

This pain was so powerful that An Baichen couldn't bear it, and when he opened his mouth, his voice erupted uncontrollably, and this pain began to spread from his skull, and it spread all over his body in less than a second.

It is a strange, intense sensation of pain, not the pain of neurofeedback in a specific part of the body, but the hallucinations of pain all over the body.

It is an irresistible pain that cannot be eliminated, and the details of the soul can reflect and affect one's own body.

As the intense soul pain spread throughout his body, An Baichen's action of controlling the divine power to divide his soul couldn't help but stop.

An Baichen's face was pale at the moment, he gasped and bent over, there was a fine and dense layer of sweat on his forehead, and the sweat had already wet his back.

"No, you can't use divine power to split your soul fragments. ”

It took An Baichen a long time to recover, and he thought of another way with palpitations: "It's like a person can't strangle himself at all, even if a person can strangle himself unconscious, but at the moment of coma, his arm will involuntarily lose strength and cannot die." ”

"My current situation is very similar to this situation, although the divine power has enough strength to split the soul, but the soul division is not as simple as cutting the flesh on the body. The pain of soul splitting is large enough to affect the use of any of its powers. ”

"This is not something that can be persevered with a strong will, even a true god may affect the use of his own divine power when his soul is harmed, and now my knowledge and control level in the field of divine power is just a baby, and I can't do such a BT thing as splitting my own soul with divine power. ”

"I'm left to find the next option. ”

An Baichen is not such an easy person to give up, even if he is already trembling in pain, he still has to grit his teeth and continue to divide his soul.

This is enough to show that An Baichen is not afraid of pain, but he is indeed unable to divide his soul with divine power.

The pain of this soul split is indeed unbearable, and any human in any plane who can grit their teeth to endure this pain, whether gods or demons, will be impressed by it.

There is no shortage of such great perseverance in every world, and the spiritual will is so strong that even the gods are shocked.

An Baichen doesn't feel that he is this kind of person, he is just more stubborn and refuses to admit defeat easily, especially to bow his head to himself.

"The splitting of soul fragments that I am facing now is a difficult problem, but it is not worth mentioning in the face of real soul pain, it is only a small skill of soul technique, equivalent to the most entry-level surgical procedure. ”

"I have to overcome all the difficulties and if I want to be strong, this will be what I have to go through. ”

An Baichen saw very clearly that no strong person could be easily forged without going through hardships.

If you want to become a true god of death, you must understand the true meaning of death, and if you want to become a true god, you must go through the pain and suffering that gods go through.

"Use the Altar of the Dead. ”

An Baichen's eyes fell on the huge altar of the dead: "It is an external force factor for me myself, and only an external force factor can help me complete the division of my soul fragments now." ”

"And the altar of the dead belongs to the power under my control, as long as the standard is set, it will definitely not hurt me, and it will not let the soul die because of poor grasp. ”

After An Baichen made up his mind, he did not immediately split his soul, but went to the Altar of the Dead and created several ghosts to use the Altar of the Dead for testing.

The ghost itself belongs to the soul body, much more powerful than ordinary human souls, and An Baichen estimates that the soul strength of low-level ghosts should be not much different from him.

If the low-level ghosts can withstand the soul splitting of the Altar of the Dead, then An Baichen himself should not have much of a problem.

In order to ensure the success rate, An Baichen provided his own divine power energy for the undead altar to use, replacing the undead breath as the original driving ability of the undead altar, and the divine power will be more useful.

After An Baichen began to experiment, the entire world of the undead, centered on the altar of the undead, erupted with an extremely strong ghostly scream.

The screams of pain came far and wide, containing pain.

After several trials, Anberson finally came to a conclusion.

"The Altar of the Dead's ability to grasp the division of souls is very accurate, at least more accurately than when I controlled my own divine power. ”

"It's the only special world building in the world of the dead, it's like the most sophisticated machine. ”

An Baichen breathed a sigh of relief: "Considering that the Altar of the Dead itself is used for functions such as plane shuttle, transportation, and searching, this kind of effect requires extremely powerful positioning ability, and even the Altar of the Dead can be easily built by the plane passage, and it is naturally difficult to defeat it in this little matter of soul division." ”

"It's me who is too cautious. ”

An Baichen shook his head with a wry smile, preparing to walk up to the altar of the dead.

In the end, An Baichen still had some hesitation, and the reason was very simple.

He was afraid of pain.

How many heroes are fearless, fearless of sacrifice and suffering for the sake of faith.

But An Baichen thinks that he is not this kind of ruthless person, he is just an ordinary person, and it is naturally instinctive to be afraid of pain, not to mention the pain of soul separation.

Just now, when the soul was not really divided, it was already unbearable, and when the soul was really divided, the pain was unbearable?

An Baichen made up his mind and ordered the will of the undead world to take over the basic control of the altar of the undead: "Wait until I enter the altar, don't let me come out until the division is successful!"

[Okay, manager.] 】

Men, be cruel to yourself!

An Baichen strode into the altar of the dead.

"Huh!"

A barrier composed of undead breath rose out of thin air, encircling the undead altar like a turtle's shell, and the surface of the thick undead aura cover flowed endlessly like black jade, preventing any dead spots for An Baichen to escape.

"So ruthless?"

The corners of An Baichen's eyes couldn't help twitching, he always felt that he was masochistic.

[Dear Administrator, the soul split has officially begun, please get ready.] 】

"Don't divide it too much, just a little soul fragment is enough!"

Before An Baichen's words fell, a divine power was withdrawn from his body, and then poured into the magic array pattern of the altar platform of the undead, and in the next second, a divine power turned into a rope and spread to An Baichen's body.

The divine power rope penetrated into the skin, quickly approached the soul, and began to perform a precise soul division "surgery"!

"Ahh

A loud and desolate scream suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the world of the dead.

This voice contained desolation and misery, so much so that Yan Yumo, who had just returned to the world of the dead from the Eske continent to rest, stumbled and was frightened.