Meeting Each Other at Our Worst

"Young master, a day has passed. Do you want to take a break? Activating the golden core for a long time will also consume a lot of spiritual power."

"No need. Continue."

Victor frowned and gritted his teeth, sweat seeping out from his forehead.

An entire day had passed, but Victor was still stuck at the second step, fusing the golden core with the mountain spirit.

Victor knew very well where the problem lay. The mountain spirit's forced submission made the second step exceptionally difficult.

However, there was no other way. Victor did not have much time. Now, there were only two days left. He still had to engrave the mountain spirit's spiritual power into his flesh and blood and complete the final refinement. Two days was too limited… Victor did not have the time to convince the mountain spirit to cooperate with him. He could only suppress it forcefully.