Lin Heng watched the flying sword hurtling towards him, and after a brief moment of inner turmoil, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
'Hiss!'
The sound of the flying sword piercing the air, carrying the aura of death, swept towards Lin Heng.
Having lost all his cultivation, Lin Heng watched helplessly as the flying sword hurtled towards him, but his eyes remained unusually resolute.
The flying sword was indeed coming with great force, but Lin Heng could not sense any killing intent.
"It is indeed a very realistic illusion, but it is ultimately just an illusion."
Lin Heng fought his way from the Human Realm to the Nine Heavens, developing a combat sensitivity far exceeding that of ordinary cultivators. This was the result of countless life-or-death battles, and it even surpassed the ability to perceive the soul. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a sixth sense in combat.
After the initial shock, Lin Heng quickly realized that the flying sword was completely fake.
Lin Heng stood there with a calm smile, letting the flying sword pass right through his body.
The moment the flying sword pierced his body, the surrounding darkness vanished, and Lin Heng was back on the Ten Thousand Swords Bridge.
A gentle breeze, carrying the moisture of the lake, brushed against his face. Lin Heng slowly opened his eyes, glanced down at the spot where the flying sword had passed, and seeing that he was unharmed, Lin Heng became even more certain of his judgment.
In just three seconds, Lin Heng awoke from the initial sword soul impact and took the second step, leaving Gonggong behind him astonished.
"Is he really at the Third-Turn Samsara Realm?"
Gonggong's tone carried a hint of doubt, but no matter how he probed Lin Heng's soul realm, Lin Heng's cultivation level was undeniable. However, this time, Gonggong discovered something interesting.
He possessed the cultivation level of the Third-Turn Samsara Realm cultivator, yet had the soul of the Peak Ninth Revolution Samsara Realm.
He also possesses many powerful physical attributes. It would be remarkable for an ordinary cultivator to have even one of these attributes, yet this kid has gathered them all.
"Interesting, very interesting!"
Gonggong surprisingly showed a smile, leaving Chen Yulin, who was standing to the side, completely bewildered.
As for Lin Heng, who took the second step, this time he was still in that dark world, but this time he had two flying swords.
The flying sword was equally sharp, but this time, it was even more powerful and contained a hint of killing intent.
Two flying swords attacked Lin Heng Lin Heng simultaneously from the front and back, piercing through his body in an instant.
For some reason, even though he knew it was fake, Lin Heng felt a slight pain at the point where the flying sword pierced his body...
After taking the second step and unleashing the double flying swords, Lin Heng still easily passed the test.
This time, Lin Heng took an extra second because he had a second of doubt when he felt the pain.
Further on, Lin Heng continued forward. When he had walked more than a hundred steps, Lin Heng speed noticeably slowed down. What used to take a few seconds now took him more than ten seconds to take the next step.
However, the decrease in speed did not cause Lin Heng any other discomfort.
Even Gonggong nodded in approval. Over the millions of years, many cultivators had entered Peach Garden Heavenly Abode, but none had ever been able to traverse Ten Thousand Swords Bridge as quickly as Lin Heng.
What's most noteworthy is that among these cultivators who broke into Peach Garden Heavenly Abode Mansion, Lin Heng's cultivation level was the weakest.
"This kid is indeed quite interesting. It seems Zhu Rong also recognized his potential, which is why he held back."
Gonggong's words made Chen Yulin frown.
It wasn't that Chen Yulin was jealous, but rather that he realized his own little schemes were a bit too dangerous.
Whether it's Gonggong, whose strength is unfathomable, or Ao Zhantian, the master of the Firmament Hall, they all look at Lin Heng with special regard. Being appreciated by several big shots at the same time is enough to prove Lin Heng's future potential and ceiling.
Chen Yulin had some ulterior motives, but at this moment, he finally made a decision: he couldn't provoke Lin Heng.
Back on the Ten Thousand Swords Bridge, Lin Heng was still walking.
As time passed, Lin Heng had unknowingly taken four hundred steps.
Just as Lin Heng took his 401st step, countless gusts of wind swept in from all directions in that dark world.
In the pitch-black space, the flying swords' attacks no longer even possess a glimmer of light.
An overwhelming killing intent completely enveloped Lin Heng.
The terrifying killing intent of the flying sword even caused Lin Heng's resolve to waver slightly.
Even though they knew perfectly well that everything here was an illusion, a deception that fooled their senses and soul.
However, when an illusion becomes realistic enough, it can even deceive the perceptions of the powerful.
Just like the world Lin Heng came from before he transmigrated, there was once an experiment there.
A psychology criminal, after capturing his enemy, locked him in a dark house.
The psychology criminal tied his enemy to a chair, then gently sliced his wrist with the back of a knife, using dripping water to replace the sound of blood.
Finally, as the psychological criminal was leaving, he told his enemy the truth and that it was all a lie.
Even in the darkness, the enemy still died of fright—a death of the soul.
This is because, in the subconscious, an illusion that is too real is still perceived as reality.
Simply put, everyone knows haunted houses are fake, but people still get scared and scream when they go in—it's the same principle.
Lin Heng is currently in this state. He knows it's fake, but from the first step he took to the current 401st step, the illusion in the dark world has completely changed.
At first, his resolve remained Immovable, but now, Lin Heng's eyes gradually began to glaze over.
'Hiss!'
As countless immortal swords pierced through Lin Heng's body, the pain, like being pierced by ten thousand arrows, was absolutely real.
Lin Heng's body trembled uncontrollably as the flying sword pierced through him; the excruciating pain caused him to let out a low roar.
As the flying sword's attack subsided, Lin Heng emerged from the darkness, and when he looked at him again, he was covered in sweat.
Upon seeing this, Gonggong, who was behind Ten Thousand Swords Bridge, darkened his expression and stared intently at Lin Heng's feet, his tightly clenched lips suggesting he was particularly concerned about Lin Heng's footwork.
After waiting for about half a minute, seeing that Lin Heng was still standing still and not making any movement, Gonggong breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.
The Ten Thousand Swords Bridge also has another name: the Heart-Forging Bridge.
Only by Ten Thousand Swords Bridge can one truly understand the path of enlightenment.
It may seem like every step is a torment, but in reality, every step is a test of one's character.
Liuyun Lan had already walked those hundreds of steps without stopping, which seemed like a good result, but if he could calm down and carefully feel the steps, he could surpass the original number of steps.
This is a pause, not a pause while lingering in the dark world, but a pause after leaving that world.
That's why Gonggong was so nervously watching Lin Heng's feet. If Lin Heng didn't stop to comprehend, his final outcome wouldn't be much different from Liuyun Lan's.