Xiang Weisha paid no attention to the increasingly heated argument in his livestream.
His body was currently restrained, and he had no ability to perform containment for the time being.
He immersed his attention in the darkness around him, concentrating on fighting the endless stream of dark-gold illusory troops.
During this process, he also came to understand the purpose of "Forge Momentum" training.
This space, personally constructed by an Ancient God, could be considered an emotional furnace. Seventeen momentum pillars continuously generated dark-gold illusory troops that lunged at him, with each type corresponding to an emotion.
Cowardice, agitation, fear, rage, apathy, despair... their power had neither edge nor blade, yet could penetrate the soul. Upon contact, it plucked at his emotional strings, amplifying the corresponding emotion in an attempt to shatter his mental defenses.
The core of Momentum-Forging Training was learning to face and control his emotions, governing them with his mind.
By dissolving the onslaught with opposing emotions, he would forge his own "momentum" through their collision and counterbalance.
The first to pounce were several ghostlike illusory troops, pale-gray mist swirling around them.
The instant they made contact, Xiang Weisha's mind shuddered.
An image from his memories flashed through his mind: himself trapped in a desperate situation, a blade pressed against his throat.
The tension and fear within him kept swelling, and even his consciousness began to blur.
Gritting his teeth to steady his mind, he dragged out the resolve with which he had faced adversity in his memories.
But the process was extraordinarily difficult. The emotional troops amplified his fear while suppressing the courage he should have had to face it.
As time passed, he felt as though fear was about to consume him completely.
Just then, the power of fear suddenly receded like a tide.
It seemed