Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Without a mouth, he couldn't shout.    

He could only bear with it.    

This wasn't the most important thing. The most important thing was that his body no longer had any strength.    

His tired body was about to fall unconscious.    

"I can't sleep. If I sleep, I won't be able to wake up again."    

Right now, Qin Ming was completely relying on his willpower to support himself.    

His divine soul space had shrunk by a lot, like a small pea.    

It was illusory and illusory.    

"I can't sleep, I can't die. I want to break through to Martial God, my family, and friends are still waiting for me." Qin Ming forced himself to stay awake.    

However, his tired body could no longer squeeze out any strength.    

No matter how strong his will was, he was still a mortal.    

Slowly, Qin Ming was about to fall into darkness. His body no longer had any strength left.    

"Dong Dong Dong..."    

At this moment, a warm voice came from beside Qin Ming's ear. A surge of vast energy was transmitted from the soil below.    

After absorbing this energy, Qin Ming's consciousness returned.    

"It's the will of the world that is helping me!"    

Feeling waves of energy washing over his body, Qin Ming's blood boiled.    

If a Martial Cultivator without a bloodline wanted to awaken a bloodline, it could only rely on the world's full help.    

Even if a Martial Cultivator had a bloodline, when it advanced to Martial God, it would still need the world's help.    

Breaking through to Martial God was really too difficult.    

All of the previous realms were just for the sake of breaking through his foundation.    

"I will definitely be able to do it!"    

Qin Ming concentrated 120% of his energy and circulated the Spiritual Energy with all his might.    

"Gugugugu..."    

The breathing of his body had a rhythm to it. As he breathed, formless energy circulated within his body.    

The old blood faded, and the flesh fell off, giving off a fragrant scent.    

Qin Ming felt extremely happy when he felt the changes in his body.    

Martial God had been reborn, and he was extraordinary.    

Only by completely removing his previous body and using a body that was harder and more spiritual could he receive the Dao and receive Martial God's power.    

Breaking through to the Martial God Stage was completely different from the other realms.    

The other realms only strengthened one's flesh and blood, strengthened one's Spiritual Energy, and strengthened one's own body.    

However, the Martial God Stage had completely given up on the past. He had put his life on the line to save himself.    

"Breaking through to the Martial God Stage is a matter of talent, luck, and luck."    

"Difficult, difficult, difficult..."    

His old body had been replaced, and his new body had yet to be tempered. This was the most dangerous moment for the Martial Cultivator.    

As long as the Martial Cultivator's heart was not firm at all, there would be death and no life.    

Currently, Qin Ming had already passed the most dangerous period. All he needed to do was cultivate step by step.    

"Huff... Huff..."    

A profound aura flowed through Qin Ming's body. Slowly, the lump of flesh and blood formed a new body.    

First was the hand, then the foot, and then the organs...    

Bit by bit.    

Finally, Qin Ming's body was completed, and his consciousness returned to his mind.    

"Now is the most critical moment."    

Qin Ming focused all of his attention. Although he had successfully formed his body, the divine soul space was still empty.    

The Martial Cultivator was the foundation of the body, and the divine soul was the extraordinary Yi Ping.    

Taking a deep breath, Qin Ming focused all his attention on forming the divine soul space.    

Profound energy continuously flowed from the ground below into his mind.    

Gradually, the embryonic form of the divine soul space was successfully formed.    

"Energy. I still need a lot of energy."    

There was a huge suction force on Qin Ming's body, absorbing the energy of the world.    

But suddenly, it was as if his neck had been cut off, and he could not absorb any more energy.    

"What's going on?"    

Qin Ming was completely panicked. Now was the critical moment to form the divine soul space. If the world no longer helped him, how would he create it?