At the end of Killing Heart Pass stood another world mountain.
When Su Yi arrived, a world-shaking Grand Dao Phenomenon immediately appeared within the chaos above the mountain.
Violet-gold Hongmeng Luck poured down in a mighty torrent, like the waters of a heavenly river bursting through its banks.
It transformed into petal after petal of sword light and streamed into Su Yi's body.
Su Yi paid it no heed and simply climbed the world mountain.
Wherever he went, those luck petals followed.
Like shadow following form.
Only when he reached the summit did Su Yi sit cross-legged, take out a jug of wine, and stare blankly into the distant chaos.
Gradually, the luck petals vanished.
Yet Su Yi remained utterly unaware—or rather, he had never paid any attention to such things from beginning to end.
A lifetime of defiance had made him what he was today;
He raised his eyes, yet found no one with whom to drink.
Killing Heart Pass, as though questioning one's true heart and pointing a sword at one's true self, had stirred Su Yi in a way he had never experienced before.
But no one knew that he had earnestly considered and pondered every question posed by the First Lifetime Heart Demon.
Everything had been buried in the most subtle, hidden depths of his heart.
Now, it had merely manifested within Killing Heart Pass.
The First Lifetime Heart Demon that interrogated him, and the figures of those past lives, had all been transformed from thoughts lurking deep within his true heart.
Though he had now passed the trial, Su Yi knew those thoughts still remained.
People often said that along the path of cultivation, one should use the sword of wisdom to sever the tangled threads of emotion, cutting away the vexations and karmic obstacles