"So, this is the way to enter the Tenth Prison." While laughing, the Holy King disappeared and left the Ninth Prison.
At the same time, Chu Mu was still in the Eighth Prison.
Under the attack of the two swords, the sword skill of the mirror image showed a flaw. Chu Mu immediately seized the opportunity and used the Sword Light to pierce through the air.
The mirror image that was hit by the swords unconsciously trembled and paused for a moment. This pause was instantly captured by Chu Mu and both of his swords slashed out. A torrential storm of lightning and thunder attacked the mirror image. The mirror image was hit by countless swords and was unable to maintain its form, directly collapsing.
After half a year of fighting with basic sword techniques, Chu Mu had found three flaws in his own sword technique and improved them. On the contrary, the sword technique of the mirror image was the same as half a year ago. It hadn't improved in the slightest. In other words, the strength of the mirror image when it appeared would always be the same. There wouldn't be any change.
After defeating the mirror image, only a light remained. Chu Mu grabbed the light and used it. His body disappeared in an instant and he left the Eighth Prison and entered the Ninth Prison.
He did not stay in the Ninth Prison and used the Dark Blue Nine-Star Divine Pearl to disappear again and enter the Tenth Prison.
The Tenth Prison was strange in Chu Mu's eyes because it did not look like a small world but a road that kept going forward and there seemed to be no end to it.
The left and right sides of the road were grey and nothing could be seen. It was like chaos.
A message was transmitted to Chu Mu's mind and Chu Mu knew the other name of the Tenth Prison – Purgatory of Heart.
"Purgatory of Heart?" Chu Mu was confused. Looking at the endless road, he was not sure what the power of the Tenth Prison was.
Purgatory of Heart!
Purgatory of Heart was not hard to understand.
He took a step forward and walked forward. Although his steps were not big, his speed was getting faster and faster. He almost turned into a ray of light and flew forward.
With the strength of a Little Sacred Venerate, his speed was extremely shocking. He could easily cross a large region in a short period of time. Chu Mu felt that at least fifteen minutes had passed since he started walking. However, he still could not see the end of the road. The left, the right, and the sky were still gray and unchanging.
It was the same scenery, but there was no end to the path. Advancing forward in a monotonous manner was nothing to a person with a strong will. They could completely endure and persevere. However, Chu Mu did not notice that as he continued to advance, the atmosphere of the Purgatory of Heart was quietly changing bit by bit.
This kind of change was a subtle change, like a frog being boiled in warm water. It was undetectable, and with this kind of change, it would slowly wear away one's patience, affect one's willpower, and slowly become irritable.
To put it simply, a first refinement peerless expert would only be able to last 15 minutes in the Purgatory of Heart. He would start to feel impatient and anxious. A second refinement peerless expert would be able to last longer, but at most, he would only last a few times longer than a first refinement peerless expert.
A normal Little Sacred Venerate would be able to last for a few days without being affected. However, it might not be the case after a few days.
Chu Mu's willpower was not something an ordinary cultivator could compare to. Five days had passed, but he still maintained his determination. His mind was calm, and he did not feel anxious at all.
Purgatory of Heart!
When Chu Mu heard this name, he was mentally prepared. Although he did not know the details, it was related to one's willpower after all.
The difference between being prepared and not being prepared was very obvious.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. Chu Mu's mind subconsciously went into a trance, but he quickly recovered. He did not notice it when he was in the Purgatory of Heart for a long time.
That absent-mindedness was like the first crack in a dam, slowly expanding.
A sliver of impatience appeared, slowly affecting Chu Mu's mind. However, he didn't notice it himself. As he continued to walk forward, his impatience gradually expanded, and a bit of impatience also appeared.
When the impatience appeared, Chu Mu felt vexed and depressed. His heart was uneasy. A nameless anger appeared out of nowhere. Even he didn't know why it was like this. However, when the anger appeared, it was like a flame on a grassland. It grew with the wind and couldn't be stopped.
Two swords appeared in Xiao Chen's hands. Sword intent surged. The rage surged along with the sword intent, soaring into the sky. However, there was no target for him to attack.
The feeling of having anger but having nowhere to vent it made Chu Mu increasingly vexed.
"Little Brother, what's troubling you? Sit down and have a drink. Perhaps you will feel better." A gentle voice rang out. It was not abrupt at all. It was like a trickle of water that seeped into one's heart. All of this seemed so natural.
Chu Mu turned his head to look. He saw that a pavilion had appeared on his left at some unknown time. Behind the pavilion was a sparse forest. There were flowers of various colors blooming in the forest. The scenery was unique, and there was no greyness at all.
There was not the slightest excess. However, all of this was so natural. It gave Chu Mu the feeling that he was born to be like this.
In the pavilion, there was a round stone table and two stone chairs facing each other. A white-clothed man sat on one of the chairs. He had a handsome appearance, clear eyes, and a smile on his face. He immediately gave off a good impression. He raised a sparkling jade wine cup and gestured to Chu Mu.
There seemed to be a faint fragrance coming from the jade wine cup. When it entered Chu Mu's nostrils, the anxiety in Chu Mu's heart unknowingly dissipated.
Aware of this, Chu Mu turned and walked over to the other stone chair and sat down.
The white-clothed man naturally filled Chu Mu's cup with wine.
"Little Brother, please." The white-clothed man gestured and drank the wine in the cup in his hand.
Chu Mu smelled it first. The fragrance seemed to clear his mind a little. The anxiety in his heart was like a flame that was extinguished a little.
He drank the wine in the cup in one gulp. The cool fragrance of the wine immediately spread and flowed throughout his body. The fire of anxiety was also extinguished. His whole person returned to a state of calmness.
This state was the state that Chu Mu liked. Only when he was calm, he could think better.
However, when he regained his calmness, Chu Mu instinctively felt that something was wrong. He did not know why, because this feeling came from his subconscious.
The white-clothed man filled Chu Mu's cup with wine again and toasted Chu Mu again.
Cup after cup, Chu Mu would feel very comfortable with each cup. This degree of comfort continued to increase, making him want to continue drinking. He could not stop at all.
From the moment the white clothed man started speaking, he didn't open his mouth again. He just kept pouring wine for Chu Mu. The wine jug that didn't look very big seemed to contain an endless amount of wine. No matter how much he poured, he couldn't finish it.
"I might as well stay here for a long time." A thought unconsciously emerged from the depths of his heart. It was so natural.
After the thought appeared, his subconscious trembled, as if reminding Chu Mu of something. The white-clothed man did not speak. He just drank. As he drank, he would also look at Chu Mu.
The more comfortable the thought became, the more intense the struggle in his subconscious became.
"That's not right. Am I not in the Purgatory of Heart? Shouldn't I keep going forward until I enter the 11th Purgatory?" Chu Mu suddenly became alert. He was just about to drink the wine in his mouth when he stopped.
When this thought appeared, Chu Mu felt that something was wrong. He resisted the strong reluctance in his heart and put down the wine cup.
"Brother, farewell." Chu Mu was very worried that if he continued to stay, he would not be willing to leave. He quickly got up, clasped his hands to the white-clothed man, and immediately turned around.
"Little brother, drink one more cup before you leave." The white-clothed man also got up. The wine cup on the stone table flew into the air and appeared in front of Chu Mu. The wine in the cup emitted a fragrance that continuously attracted Chu Mu. It was as if a voice was saying, "Drink, drink, drink …"
"No, I have to go." Chu Mu forced his gaze away and walked around the wine cup.
"Little brother, you should stay. Even if you continue walking, you won't be able to reach the end." The white clothed man didn't urge him to drink anymore. Instead, he spoke. His tone was incomparably sincere, as if what he said was the truth. It gave Chu Mu an incomparably strong sense of reality. It was as if if Chu Mu were to leave this place and continue walking, he would truly continue walking without end.
"Brother, thank you for your good intentions. But I will finish walking this path." Chu Mu said. His tone was incomparably firm.
A sharp aura appeared on his body. It was like an unsheathed sword that could cut through all obstacles.
Firm, no regrets, pressing forward courageously, cutting through all obstacles …
An unsheathed sword, a path without regrets … one step at a time.
Vaguely, Chu Mu seemed to have grasped the essence of the Purgatory of Heart.
The Purgatory of Heart, the Purgatory of Heart. The Purgatory of Heart was the Purgatory of Heart. If the Purgatory of Heart did not change, the Purgatory of Heart would not change.
As if he sensed Chu Mu's determination, a smile flashed across the white-clothed man's face. Then, his figure faded and disappeared. The stone table, stone chair, and pavilion also rapidly faded. The scenery in the surroundings faded and returned to being dusky.
All of these changes were grasped by Chu Mu. He let out a breath of air and reined in his thoughts. He took another step forward and continued to walk forward. Every step he took was faster and faster, and more and more resolute. He didn't have the slightest hesitation.
Everything just now was like the moon in the water, like the flowers in the mirror, like bubbles.
As he walked, the dusky mist on his left and right seemed to flow, standing opposite to Chu Mu. It was as if he had entered the river of time. Bright light flashed before his eyes, causing Chu Mu to be unable to see anything.
When he could clearly see the scene before him, he discovered that the dusky path had already disappeared. He was in a new world. In the sky, there were countless flashes of lightning, and bolts of lightning struck down.
The eleventh purgatory — Purgatory of Lightning!
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