The 'Boundary' Manifested by the Taixuan Authority

Hatred.

Originally an illusory, intangible emotion, it had now truly taken form as gray-black shadows that could be observed, seen directly with the naked eye.

Amid the towering hatred that continuously poured forth, Red Radiance blazed like firewood.

It was the portion of power that had been swallowed when Xu Xing had previously attempted to trace and lock on.

Before long, as the towering hatred transformed into dark gray-black shadows and surged forth without cease, the entire Sword Ancestor Hall seemed to be covered by a hazy filter. Even the firelight flickering atop the stone pillars around the dao arena became dim and dull.

Oppressive, stifling...

Ordinary cultivators—even those who had already achieved Dao Integration—would, upon entering the Sword Ancestor Hall as it was now, be eroded by the tangible, towering hatred here within moments.

In the end, they would lose themselves, their Dao collapse and souls perish, becoming monsters driven wholly by hatred, capable only of destroying everything within their sight.

Xu Xing sat quietly where he was.

Yet invisible sword lights rose one after another around the Sword Ancestor Hall, preventing the dark shadows formed from that towering hatred from continuing to spread outward.

But beyond that, Xu Xing did not interfere further, allowing it to spread throughout the entire Sword Ancestor Hall.

Gradually, the gloomy shadows filled every corner.

The firelight was swallowed, all brightness covered over, and the world seemed to sink into eternal darkness at that moment.

And from the depths of that darkness came indistinct sobs and whimpers, murmured ravings with no discernible meaning, and even low laughter brimming with endless madness...

All the sounds blended together, ultimately forming a bizarre, frenzied cacophony that made one's scalp prickle.

"So that's how it is..."

Xu Xing remained unmoved, merely looking at the blazing Red Radiance