The second trial of the Great Empress mystic realm was not only a test of one’s strength, but it was also a test of one’s mental demons.
A warrior’s martial life could be as long as a thousand years or even a hundred thousand years. Countless numbers of things could happen during this period. And they would tend to form mental demons of all sizes.
Even a venerable monk would have a mental demon. For example, in the past, the 18 Emperor Arhats from the Daming Temple that had prevailed for a long time in the Tian Yuan world had mental demons as well.
A few disciples survived the destruction of the Daming Temple and the siege of countless Buddhist followers were. However, due to the bloody massacre, they also had mental demons deeply implanted.
The higher a warrior’s cultivation level was, the stronger his mental demons were. The more obsessive and persistent the warrior was, the more stubborn the mental demons would be.
When warriors were about to breakthrough in their martial arts realms, or undergoing reclusive death training, if their mental demons raged, it could result in them suffering a cultivation deviation. The consequences were extremely serious.
Shen Tu Nantian was one of the many cultivators, who had participated in the Great Empress mystic realm, with the most serious mental demons. The Yi Yun formed from his mental demons was too strong!
“Boom!”
In the illusion realm, phantom Yi Yun was armed with a sword, slashing at Shen Tu Nantian’s Transcendent Immortal Paradise!
Sword Qi flared as beams of light rained down.
This Transcendent Immortal Paradise was not only Shen Tu Nantian’s Aspect Totem, it was also a domain of Shen Tu Nantian. As long as his Transcendent Immortal Paradise was not destroyed, he would receive an increase in strength inside it. He was the master of that domain.
However, the phantom Yi Yun’s simple slash of the sword caused a crack to form in Shen Tu Nantian’s Transcendent Immortal Paradise.
“Kill!”
Shen Tu Nantian roared loudly as he arrived in front of phantom Yi Yun. He stabbed with his sword that was burning with a purple flame. This was no ordinary flame, it was a mutated fire that came from a different world!
The veins on Shen Tu Nantian’s face protruded violently as murderous intent flared.
He had completely treated the illusion in front of him as the real Yi Yun. He could not wait to kill him to receive satisfaction!
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