Dongbo Xue Ying teleported again and again in the Mirage World as he rapidly entered the Black Rain Paradise. Very soon, he saw a huge whirlpool formed by black clouds in the sky. Within the whirlpool, the space was also distorted. This was the passageway to the Icy Snow Paradise.
"Only the last one of the Three Devil Palaces is left. It is also the most difficult one." Dongbo Xue Ying flew into the sky and into the whirlpool.
Icy Snow Paradise.
A cold wind blew and snowflakes drifted down. The huge snowflakes covered the entire land with a layer of white.
As soon as Dongbo Xue Ying entered, he felt a bone-piercing chill. The snowflakes also landed on his body. However, they were instantly repelled by his luminous sun force.
Taking out the token of the Three Devil Palaces, Dongbo Xue Ying followed the signal of the token and continued to advance.
...
Just like the previous two times, he was enveloped by a bubble that appeared out of nowhere. He was directly teleported to the Refined Heart Palace.
Dongbo Xue Ying admired the scenery in front of him. He was surrounded by a layer of snow. In the center of the snow was a huge palace that was covered in snow. The snow on the palace was so thick that some of it had even fallen to the ground. On the main door of the palace, there were three ancient words — Refined Heart Palace.
As he stepped into the palace, he noticed that there was no snow in the palace. The mottled walls were filled with dense words. This was the last of the three foundational secret techniques — Refined Heart Secret Technique.
"Refined Heart Secret Technique."
An old voice resounded.
Dongbo Xue Ying turned his head and saw a white-robed, white-bearded old man appear in the palace. The old man's beard reached his chest. "Little brat from the Army of Destruction, the Refined Heart Secret Technique is the most difficult of the three foundational secret techniques. Ever since the Ancestor Devil created the Six Dao Tian Lun and left behind the Three Devil Palaces, there have been many who obtained the token of the Three Devil Palaces throughout the universe epochs. Although the requirements for the first two secret techniques are high, they are not as high as the requirements for the Refined Heart Secret Technique. Many who were able to cultivate the first two secret techniques would never be able to cultivate the Refined Heart Secret Technique."
"Dissolving Blood and Eroding Bones are fine."
"The Refinement of the Heart … is to refine the True Deity Heart, to refine your soul. This is the most difficult part."
The white-robed, white-haired, white-bearded elder looked at Dongbo Xue Ying, "This is also the most important test set by the Demon Ancestor. Only by successfully tempering one's heart can one obtain the opportunity left behind by the Demon Ancestor."
Dongbo Xue Ying smiled, "Thank you, you're much more polite than the previous two."
"Weapon spirits possess intelligence and even feelings," After saying that, the white-bearded old man walked to the side and sat down cross-legged. He then closed his eyes, ignoring Dongbo Xue Ying.
Dongbo Xue Ying was slightly taken aback as he looked at the white-bearded old man. He then continued reading the words on the wall.
Soon, he had memorized the Cultivating Heart Secret Technique.
"Three Tribulations of Cultivating Heart?" Dongbo Xue Ying muttered to himself.
As long as his True Deity Heart survived the three tribulations, he would be able to cultivate the Cultivating Heart Secret Art.
"According to Master's information, the Cultivating Heart Secret Art is indeed the most difficult one." Dongbo Xue Ying did not dare to underestimate it. If he could obtain the token the first time he entered the Three Devil Palaces, it would mean that he had succeeded half the time! Then, if he succeeded in cultivating the Cultivating Heart Secret Art … it would mean that he had succeeded in the other half. As for the Melting Blood Secret Art and the Eroding Bone Secret Art, as long as he had enough time to practice them, most Paragons would be able to cultivate them.
However, the Cultivating Heart Secret Art was different.
It was very common for one to not be able to cultivate it in one's entire life.
"Begin." Dongbo Xue Ying sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and started cultivating.
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The Cultivating Heart Secret Art was divided into three tribulations.
The first tribulation was' Despair '.
The True Deity Heart in his sea of consciousness was slightly bigger. Dongbo Xue Ying was the size of a child. He sat down cross-legged. The moment he started cultivating the secret art, chains appeared on the surface of his True Deity Heart. The chains coiled around his True Deity Heart like a soldering iron. Wherever the chains touched his True Deity Heart, he would feel an excruciating pain. "Ah." This pain was directed at his soul.
As the pain increased, Dongbo Xue Ying could not help but let out a low roar. His body trembled as he fell to the ground.
When he cultivated the first two secret arts, he did not fall to the ground even at the last moment. However, when he started cultivating the Cultivating Heart Secret Art, he fell to the ground. The pain was simply too intense, and it was increasing rapidly.
"Ah."
Dongbo Xue Ying clenched his teeth tightly. Blood flowed out from his mouth, and beads of blood seeped out from the surface of his skin. The pain caused his body to tremble uncontrollably.
However, he still tried his best to maintain a trace of consciousness, and continued to forcefully cultivate the secret art.
The pain continued to increase.
When Dongbo Xue Ying felt as though he was in hell, and that he would never be able to escape, the pain began to decrease rapidly. It increased quickly, but it decreased quickly as well. Dongbo Xue Ying heaved a sigh of relief and sat down cross-legged. The beads of blood and sweat on his body instantly disappeared, and he became clean and refreshed.
His mood had just improved slightly, but as he continued cultivating the secret art, the pain continued to increase, and increase rapidly …
…
The pain increased to a terrifying level, and then decreased again. Again and again, the pain continued to increase, and each time, it was stronger than the previous time! This caused Dongbo Xue Ying to feel a sense of fear. It was as though there was no end to it. As he cultivated, each wave of pain made him feel as though he was in hell, and each wave was stronger than the previous one.
There was no end to it, and it was like a nightmare, getting stronger and stronger.
Dongbo Xue Ying's heart was like glass, and he was fearless. Even if he felt fear and despair, he would quickly get rid of it.
But —
He felt mentally tired.
He would feel mentally tired after doing everything he could to complete the task. But every time he experienced the painful reincarnation, he would do it with all his might. As the cycle continued without end, even though Xue Ying's spirit was firm, he would gradually feel his heart and energy becoming thin and sallow. He felt extremely tired. As the saying goes, 'the first drum of energy, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted.'
Under such torture, Dongbo Xue Ying also felt mentally tired. However, because he had not mastered the secret art, he had to continue cultivating! Each of the Three Tribulations of Cultivating Heart was difficult to endure. For example, if he failed the Tribulation of Despair, he would have to go through the Tribulation of Despair again.
He did not want to go through it again. He wanted to succeed in one go. Even if he was mentally tired, he forced himself to endure.
He forced himself to endure.
Time and time again …
There was no end to it.
He felt that he had fallen into the abyss of despair, but it was his tenacity that refused to admit defeat. As the saying goes, 'No confusion, no worry, no fear, empty mind, move forward with indomitable will, and only one thought'. Right now, Dongbo Xue Ying had only one thought in his mind. He felt as though his soul was about to collapse, and he even felt that his cultivation of the secret art had become numb, but he continued to endure.
When he was young, he had to practice his spear techniques to the extreme every day. Later on, when he was poisoned, he had to endure it until he had enough time before he dared to consume the antidote. This was because consuming the antidote in advance would only shorten his lifespan.
However, none of these had caused Dongbo Xue Ying such pain.
There was no end to it.
One must know that his soul was much stronger than before, but he was still in such despair. This was only the first of the Three Tribulations of Cultivating Heart, Despair.
It was unknown how long had passed.
Dongbo Xue Ying felt as though he was about to die, but that single thought of his was holding on. He forced himself to endure. Even though he felt that his mental strength had been exhausted, he still endured.
"Hong ~ ~ ~"
When another wave of incomparably terrifying pain engulfed his soul, when the pain gradually subsided, Dongbo Xue Ying suddenly froze.
He realized.
He had completed the cultivation of the Three Tribulations of Cultivating Heart, Despair Tribulation.
"I've endured it?" Dongbo Xue Ying was in a daze. Although his mental strength was still fatigued, there was a sense of joy spreading in the depths of his heart. He had finally escaped from this terrifying hell. Dongbo Xue Ying's smile was somewhat haggard. He calculated the time.
"What? Only two days?" Dongbo Xue Ying was slightly astonished.
He felt as though a long time had passed while he was experiencing the endless pain. It was as though millions of years had passed. Now that he had completed the cultivation, he realized that only two days had passed.
Dongbo Xue Ying had completely relaxed. After relaxing for half a year, he finally felt as though he had been reborn, and no longer felt fatigued.
Only then did he begin the second of the Three Tribulations of Cultivating Heart, Heart Beating.
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Today's first tribulation was even more intense.
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