In Feng Qi's eyes, Lü Yue's idea was no different from suicide.
He knew very well just how terrifying his ocean of Negative Emotions was.
Accumulated across multiple timelines, the power of his Negative Emotions had continued to rise. By now, their scale had reached an utterly horrifying level.
The reason his core personality had not yet been eroded by Negative Emotions was mainly because the Blood Soul Clan's Heart Refining Platform had elevated his mental state to a level capable of bearing them.
Even so, whenever he entered the Future Dreamland or returned to the real world, he was still affected by Negative Emotions.
Several times, when he felt himself about to sink into the ocean of Negative Emotions, the narrator had always appeared in time and dragged him back from the edge of the cliff.
The Demon Blade had once come into contact with this terrifying reserve of Negative Emotions.
That had been several timelines ago.
The Demon Blade fused with him had merely glimpsed one corner of the ocean of Negative Emotions and had nearly lost itself within it. Even its blade had developed a damaged crack.
The Demon Blade had once told him with lingering fear that if it had not escaped in time, it would inevitably have lost its self-awareness under the erosion of Negative Emotions.
This was an evil power that even the strong-willed Demon Blade feared.
Naturally, he knew what Lü Yue was thinking. Lü Yue believed that entering his ocean of Negative Emotions would be a form of tempering. As long as he endured the pain within, he could gain more Negative Emotion power and significantly enhance the might of his swordsmanship.
But in Feng Qi's eyes, that kind of tempering was simply gambling with his life.
The Negative Emotions accumulated now