Han Xuanji's heart stirred.
An extremely subtle tremor surged from the deepest part of Han Xuanji's consciousness, silently spreading to his limbs and bones.
Unlike the dramatic transformation he experienced when he fused with the [ Saint Soul Physique ], the fusion with the [ Shengxin Dao Body ] was more like a gentle, pervasive rain. It didn't bring excruciating pain, but rather a deeper and more fundamental change was quietly taking place.
He felt as if his consciousness was being gently lifted by an invisible hand, and the countless Principle nodes that were originally shrouded in the fog of deduction suddenly became clear at this moment.
The threads of the River of Fate, the sharpness of the Sword Dao Principle, the mysteries of the Spacetime Principle, and the changes of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements—these great Principle that he had long been familiar with—now had a few more subtle details that he had never noticed before.
This was the first change he noticed as a cultivator of the Dao of Principle.
It can only be said that his already extremely high level of expertise has been further enhanced.
The accumulation of numerous keywords has brought his comprehension, or rather his talent, to a terrifying level.
These extraordinary talents from the outside world are merely the threshold to his arrival.
There is absolutely no problem in saying this.
The deeper change in Han Xuanji occurred in the deepest part of his heart.
It was a place of indescribable clarity, as if the mind, which was originally just a still pool of water, had now transformed into a clear and transparent glass mirror. The pool water still had ripples, but the glass remained unblemished by time.
If someone were to launch a mental attack on him, this seemingly fragile glass mirror would transform into an unbreakable wall.
With inherent attributes such as [ Saint Soul Physique ], [ Heart Free of Obstructions ], [ Taishang Non-Action- Action], and [ Eternal Dao Heart ], Han Xuanji fused with the [ Shengxin Dao Body ] at an extremely fast speed.
In reality, only one day had passed.
Han Xuanji had already completed the fusion of the entries, and slowly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with joy.
After merging the entries, he gained another derivative innate divine Divine Ability, " Shengxin Tribulation ".
The Shengxin Tribulation transforms the power of the mind into an invisible blade of tribulation, directly attacking the opponent's spiritual essence.
Psychic attacks are a more terrifying method than attacks on the soul.
At least soul attacks can be traced, detected by soul power fluctuations, and defended against by soul barriers.
But psychological attacks are different; they are invisible and formless, directly targeting one's true nature.
No matter how indestructible your physical body may be, or how steadfast your soul may be, if your spirit is lost, all will perish.
What the Shengxin Dao Body bestowed upon him was not only an indestructible mental barrier, but also an invisible blade capable of piercing any mental defense.
The most crucial point.
Even within the Ten Directions Sacred Domain, he could still unleash the deadly move, the Shengxin Tribulation.
It's practically impossible to guard against.
It's hard to say in the outside world, since there are many secret treasures to protect against mental attacks, but in this Ten Directions Sacred Domain, the Shengxin Tribulation is more effective than secret techniques like the Nine Heavens Fate-Breaking Sword.
Han Xuanji regained his composure, and without thinking too much, walked to the stone platform and gently pressed the token onto the sphere of light.
Pale golden light emanated from the sphere of light, enveloping him in a gentle glow.
The space before them distorted, the sphere of light gradually blurred in their vision, and then dissipated into fine dust.
After a brief feeling of weightlessness, my feet were firmly planted on solid ground again.
He looked up and saw only a vast, empty void before him.
There was no sky, no earth, no sun, moon, or stars; only an endless expanse of grayish-white mist slowly flowing beneath my feet.
Dao's Extremity wisps of Principle energy could be faintly seen within the mist, resembling remnants of some ancient formation, or perhaps the very fabric of this world.
As he was looking around, a voice rang in his ears.
Ethereal and neutral, neither male nor female, nor from which he came, it was as if the entire void itself was whispering to him.
"Seek the truth within, sever your own ego, Breaking Illusion. Trialer, are you ready?"
Han Xuanji raised an eyebrow slightly, steadied his mind, and prepared to accept the trial.
However, after waiting for a long time, he found that nothing unusual had happened.
What's going on?
Han Xuanji couldn't help but speak.
There was no response from heaven and earth; the silence lasted for several breaths, so long that Han Xuanji almost thought the Spirit of the Sacred Domain had gotten stuck.
Then the same voice rang out again, its tone still ethereal, but with a subtle, almost imperceptible, strange undertone:
"The first test has been passed. Young friend, your resolve in the Dao is unwavering; you truly possess the qualities of Sage."
Han Xuanji was stunned for a moment.
Passed?
He didn't do anything, so how did it pass?
He hadn't even realized the test had begun.
Could it be that this test of "seeking the heart" is hidden so deeply that he couldn't even perceive it?
Or is this part of a test, using the phrase "You passed" to gauge his reaction?
Han Xuanji's mind wandered, and she considered many possibilities.
Seemingly sensing his doubts, the voice spoke again, this time with a tone more complex and tinged with helplessness:
"Young friend, there's no need to worry. You have indeed passed the first hurdle."
The trial of the Dao Heart is meant to draw the test-taker into the depths of their obsessions and weaknesses, testing the strength of their Dao Heart within an illusion.
But you--"
The voice paused, as if considering its words, before finally uttering only a few dry words.
You have no flaws.
Even the Spirit of the Sacred Domain found these words somewhat absurd.
It has presided over the trials of the Ten Directions Immortal Hall for countless years, and has seen all kinds of trial participants, including geniuses with extraordinary talent, ascetics with iron will, and opportunists who take chances.
But no matter who a person is, as long as they are alive and have emotions and desires, it is impossible for them to be without flaws in their heart.
If there is a flaw, one can take advantage of it and stir up all the regrets, remorse, fears, and greed hidden deep in one's heart, turning them into a series of interrogations that directly target one's true nature.
But the young man before me had a mind as clear and pure as a flawless glass mirror.
It tried to touch it, but found it didn't know where to begin.
Those mental shocks that would have caused ordinary cultivators to lose their composure struck the other party without even causing a ripple.
It wasn't that the other side was intentionally resisting, but rather that the impacts simply couldn't find a point of contact.
How can this be tested?
We can't just sentence him to failure.
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain quickly realized that this young man possessed the same physique as the Ten Directions Holy Lord back then.
Shengxin Dao Body.
Back then, the Ten Directions Holy Lord relied on his Shengxin Dao Body to be invincible among his peers, and his mental power became his trump card to crush his opponents.
The gaze of the Spirit of the Sacred Domain pierced through the void, landing on Zhou Yuan, who was undergoing the trial of his Dao Heart, before silently withdrawing.
Finally, a descendant of the Holy Lord was chosen to undergo the trial, but it turned out that this Holy Lord had mediocre talent, while an outsider awakened the Shengxin Dao Body.
If Han Xuanji were a descendant of the Holy Lord, it could open the internal passage now, allowing him to skip all trials and directly inherit the mantle of the Ten Directions Holy Lord.
Unfortunately, he isn't.
But he is definitely a promising talent, perhaps even more qualified than the descendants of the Holy Lord Holy Lord to inherit His Majesty's mantle.
Of course, Han Xuanji had no idea what the Spirit of the Sacred Domain was thinking.
He finally understood; it must be because of the Shengxin Dao Body that he was able to pass the test directly.
It was a pleasant surprise.
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain suppressed these thoughts deep within its consciousness, and when it spoke again, its tone had returned to its original ethereal and calm:
"The second trial is to sever one's own body. This trial is different from the previous ones. Take care, young friend."