Some people saw range upon range of towering mountains and gradually felt their own insignificance; some had never known the vastness of the world and only felt their hot blood blaze like the sun.
The former were meticulous of mind, the latter simple and brave.
The two were hard to rank against each other.
Wang Yu belonged to the former, but he did not lack the reckless drive to risk a try either. The stirring of his soul seemed to awaken the original color at his core.
After a brief confusion, he regained his calm.
"So... this is the true meaning of going out to temper oneself—touching the self and gaining enlightenment."
In that instant, Wang Yu underwent some indescribable change.
It was as if the great mountain that had long lain across his mind had been moved away. Through the Minor Asura Killing Fist, the small half of the [Asura Killing Heart] he had forged became increasingly pure.
Faintly, the sound of a Buddha chanting sutras and praying for blessings poured into his ears.
That untouchable killing heart actually took on a thread of golden light. He could feel that the upper limit of the killing intent he could control had soared, nearly tripling.
"—Enlightening one's own heart!"
This was a realization of the mind, and his gains were abundant. If in the past, Wang Yu's attainment in the Mind Dao had always been stuck on the edge of entering yet not entering, then now, he had truly stepped across the threshold of mind power. The Asura Killing Heart could be forged to perfection, and even his comprehension of the Prajna Heart Sutra had deepened.
He could control materialized killing intent even better!
"Mind power..."
In the Poisonous Fog Jungle, Wang Yu, who had been speeding along, suddenly stopped.