As corpses fell like small mountains at Lu Ren's feet, the sea of blood around him surged together like a tide, growing ever greater until it completely submerged his body, leaving only his head exposed.
Beneath him lay a crimson ocean, and even the void had been dyed blood-red. Miserable cries rang out from time to time, like night owls weeping blood.
At once, endless murderous intent erupted from Lu Ren's body like a volcano. His eyes instantly turned scarlet as blood, while violent emotions surged within him, as though countless wild beasts were rampaging through his body, howling and roaring.
"Kill!"
Lu Ren leaped into the air, bursting from the sea of blood like a flood dragon emerging from the ocean. Gripping the Great Desolation Sumeru Sword, he was about to slash fiercely at those corpses.
Yet before his sword could fall, he abruptly stopped. The scarlet in his eyes also gradually receded like the tide.
Then, Lu Ren began gasping for breath, as though he had just gone through a life-and-death battle. His emotions slowly calmed as well.
"Too close!"
Lingering fear filled Lu Ren's heart. That trial just now had been like a nightmare; it was as if he had completely lost himself and become a bloodthirsty demon.
This was undoubtedly a trial of murderous intent.
Although Lu Ren had never experienced such horrifying murderous intent before, he knew well that if a Martial Artist wished to climb to the peak, he had to trample over heaps of bones and carve out a bloody path through storms of blood and wind.
This road was incomparably cruel. He was destined to bear countless sins, and countless departed souls would inevitably fall beneath his sword.
If his will was not firm enough, sooner or later he would be devoured