"What the hell is going on?"
Jian Wushuang frowned and looked at the crowd around him.
Many people in the crowd were very enthusiastic about him before.
Like the hunchbacked old man with white hair.
Like the strong man wrapped in animal skin.
And the girl who had just fallen in love with him and praised him for his good looks. Now they were all in the crowd, looking at him with killing intent.
"Die, die!"
"Go to hell!"
"Kill him!"
A series of low roars came from the surrounding crowd. Then, the surrounding people rushed toward Jian Wushuang like crazy.
Kitchen knives, hoes, sickles, and even butcher's knives were all aimed at Jian Wushuang.
"Damn it." Jian Wushuang's face changed.
Normally, he would have just stepped into the air and left in such a situation. But now he couldn't even use his Spiritual Power, so he couldn't step into the air.
Seeing the crowd rushing toward him, Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and he suddenly unsheathed his Triple-kill Sword.
Swoosh ~ ~ ~ The Long Sword turned into a Flowing Light, and instantly swept past the six people who were rushing toward him.
Jian Wushuang couldn't use his Spiritual Power now, but he could still use his swordsmanship and comprehension of Sword Principle.
Just like Jian Nantian in the Nine Emperors Sect, his Dantian was destroyed, and he didn't have any Spiritual Power, but he still killed an expert in the Initial Yin Void Realm with only one move.
Even if Jian Wushuang couldn't use his Spiritual Power, it was still easy for him to deal with these ordinary people with his swordsmanship and comprehension of Sword Essence.
Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!
Six sounds came at the same time, and in an instant, the wrists of the six people were all flicked away by Jian Wushuang.
But even so, the six people whose wrists were flicked away still crazily rushed toward him, biting and tearing.
Jian Wushuang's face darkened. He knew that he couldn't hold back anymore, or he would be the one to die in the end.
After figuring this out, Jian Wushuang no longer hesitated.
"Die!"
Jian Wushuang brandished his Triple-kill Sword. In an instant, the mournful sword light swept through the throats of several people around him.
Slaughter. Crazy slaughter.
Streaks of sword silhouettes swept out, and these ordinary people were unable to resist at all. They were killed one by one.
While Jian Wushuang was on a killing spree, in the dark palace of the Ancestor's Land, the beautiful woman and the strong man had retreated to a corner of the palace. Both of them were looking straight ahead, watching Jian Wushuang madly brandishing his long sword in the center of the palace.
Streaks of sword light crisscrossed, but in reality, they were merely slashing at the void.
But to Jian Wushuang, every swing of his sword was stained with blood.
"He has completely fallen into the Illusory Field of Slaughter," the brawny man said in a deep voice.
"In the Fantasy Field of Slaughter, there will be endless slaughter. Everyone he meets in the Fantasy Field will go crazy and kill him at all costs. In the end, he will have no choice but to continue killing. The more he kills, the stronger his killing intent will be. In the end, he will become numb to killing." The beautiful woman's voice was solemn.
"When he becomes numb to killing, his mentality will change!"
"Let's see if he can follow his heart and continue to persevere."
In this world, killing people was nothing.
Killing one, ten, or even a hundred people could hardly change a person's mentality.
But when you killed thousands or even more people, and they were just ordinary people, no matter who they were, their mentality would change, and some would even become distorted.
There were two kinds of tests in the Illusory Field of Slaughter.
The change of mentality was one of them. If Jian Wushuang's mentality changed under such a forced slaughter, he would become indifferent to human lives, or he would become a devil who loved to slaughter. Then, he would fail the test of the Illusory Field of Slaughter.
But if he could stick to his heart and continue to move forward bravely from the beginning to the end, he would be able to reach the end of the Illusory Field of Slaughter.
It was a long road, and he could only rely on himself for the rest of it.
…
In the Illusory Field of Slaughter, it was still the same village, but the peace and tranquility in the village had disappeared.
On the streets of the village, blood was everywhere, as if it had formed a sea of blood. Corpses were lying everywhere. There were old people, children, and women, but they were all ordinary people.
For Jian Wushuang, an expert in Sword Principle, these people could be said to be powerless.
But now, they were all killed by Jian Wushuang.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang was standing in a pool of blood, his body trembling slightly.
Even though he knew that everything was just an Illusory Field of Slaughter, he still felt unnatural.
Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang forced himself to calm down, and then looked around.
"I felt the warmth of this village before, and then everyone in the village went crazy and wanted to kill me …" Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly, "I wonder what the first test of the Ancestor's Land is?"
Jian Wushuang didn't understand.
However, he acted according to his own heart.
Even in the Illusory Field, it was the same.
Everything just now, those people took the initiative to kill him, and he was merciful at first. Later, when he found that it was useless to show mercy, he killed them.
What he did stirred up some waves in his heart, but he soon calmed down.
He had a clear conscience!
After leaving the village, Jian Wushuang continued to walk forward.
He didn't know where he was going, but there seemed to be a will in the dark, telling him to keep moving forward.
…
As time passed, Jian Wushuang didn't know how long and how far he had walked in the Illusory Field of Slaughter.
Similarly, he didn't even remember how many people he had killed.
In short, every place he passed by, people there would go crazy to kill him when they saw him. In order to protect himself, he had no choice but to kill.
After walking for so long and killing thousands of people, Jian Wushuang had become numb to killing.
At this moment, he came to the edge of the top of a towering mountain, and in front of him was an endless cliff.
On the edge of the cliff, there was a stone tablet, and on the stone tablet, there were three words carved in flamboyant calligraphy.
"Turning Back Cliff!"
Jian Wushuang stopped and looked at the three words "Turning Back Cliff" on the stone tablet.
"The sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back to the shore at hand." A magnificent voice suddenly sounded. Jian Wushuang turned his head and found a barefoot old man wearing a straw hat leaning on a huge rock next to him.
The old man in green was dirty all over, but his eyes were bright and full of expression, staring at Jian Wushuang.
Seeing the old man in green, Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank.
"Warrior!"
Jian Wushuang had already felt the spiritual aura of the old man in green. Although this spiritual aura was not very strong, only at the level of Innate Jin Dan, this was the first warrior Jian Wushuang had met after coming to this Illusory Field.
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PS: Many readers may not understand the content of this test, but it doesn't matter, the next chapter will explain it.
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