The crowd watched Mo Hui take the first step, their eyes filled with inscrutable expressions.
Especially the members of the Primordial Holy Heaven Moon Eve Alliance.
In the Primordial Holy Heaven, in the Supreme Institute, Sword Fairy Duan Nianwei was already the most outstanding sword cultivation genius they knew.
However, if she were to be placed in front of Mo Hui, even she would not be able to compare with Mo Hui.
Even among the Primordial Ten Saints, those with sword cultivation talent cannot compare to them.
Even Wan Renshan, to be honest, was still far inferior to Mo Hui.
I have to say...
In terms of prodigies, the gap between the Primordial Holy Heaven and the other nine Holy Heaven is simply too great.
Moreover, and most importantly, Mo Hui is not the strongest among the True Martial Holy Heaven.
Yet, despite this, he alone was enough to overwhelm all the geniuses of the Primordial Holy Heaven.
With a hint of unspeakable frustration, and a touch of envy and admiration, Primordial Holy Heaven and many others present stared intently at Mo Hui, wondering how many feet within the range of the small sword he would choose to sit down.
At this moment, Mo Hui was all alone, enjoying a rare moment of ease and freedom.
He did not bring Nangong Yaoyue and Su Ditian with him when he came to Cloudmist Marsh.
The reason is simple: they were both freshmen, Mo Hui could never have brought them to the extremely dangerous Cloudmist Marsh.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mo Hui slightly curled the corners of her lips and took her second step!
three!
Four!
five...
He approached Xiao Jian step by step, quickly.
Soon, they reached a distance of one hundred feet.
To others, the hundred-zhang-wide area, seemingly an insurmountable barrier, appeared to be an insurmountable forbidden zone.
However, beneath Mo Hui's feet, the hundred-zhang distance was easily traversed in a single step as the terrifying Sword Qi emanated from his body, as if he were walking on flat ground without any hindrance.
Even after traveling a hundred zhang, his speed did not decrease.
His calm and composed demeanor clearly showed that a mere hundred feet was no challenge for him.
Ninety-nine feet!
Ninety-eight zhang!
Ninety zhang!
Eighty feet!
He casually walked past Li Tiancun without giving him a second glance, and easily broke Li Tiancun's record amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.
Everyone involuntarily swallowed.
They had naturally anticipated this situation.
However, what they didn't expect was that Mo Hui could leave so easily!
Those who personally ventured into the range of the Sword Intent knew how difficult each step was.
"This is too easy..." Yu Wei murmured, his eyes burning with desire as he looked at Mo Hui. "It's terrifying! No wonder he's a top Sword Dao prodigy from the True Martial Holy Heaven!"
But it is precisely this kind of person who is worthy of his admiration and worthy of his pursuit!
If only I could do it so easily someday...
Yu Wei was lost in his own fantasy, a subtle smile playing on his lips.
The others, of course, paid no attention to Yu Wei.
He's a senior brother in the Primordial Holy Heaven, but outside of it, he's simply not up to par.
Everyone's eyes followed Mo Hui, watching him step by step cross seventy zhang and arrive at the sixty-fifth zhang.
Standing at the 65-zhang mark, Mo Hui's forehead was already covered in fine beads of sweat.
He took a slow breath, looking at the area in front of him with a hint of regret, knowing full well that he could not possibly break through any further.
If one were to risk injury and continue forward, it wouldn't be impossible to reach the sixtieth zhang (approximately 33 meters).
However, that would be a losing proposition.
Understanding the gains and losses involved, Mo Hui gently shook her head, suppressed her regret, and sat cross-legged on the spot.
He was not particularly satisfied with the result this time.
But I also know that this is indeed my limit.
Within a hundred feet, the pressure from this small sword grew increasingly terrifying. With each step he took, he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to move an inch.
When he got here, the people behind him were almost all far away, and there was no one in front of him.
Even though Mo Hui wasn't entirely satisfied, the result was already quite impressive to the onlookers.
"That's truly terrifying!" someone said, shaking their head with a wry smile.
"As expected of Red Dust Sword, hailed as one of the top Sword Dao prodigies, he is indeed formidable..."
"This person's Sword Intent... is the most ethereal I have ever seen in my life, yet within that etherealness lies an unyielding spirit and an indifference to all things; it is truly astonishing."
"Sixty-five zhang, that's probably the farthest distance we've seen today!"
When Yu Wei saw Mo Hui sit down cross-legged, he was also filled with emotion.
"As expected of Mo Hui, sixty-five zhang! For anyone else, they wouldn't even dare to dream of it. He truly deserves our utmost respect!"
Mo Hui was a prodigy who entered the academy a few years earlier than them. Before Yu Wei and the others even entered the Primordial Holy Heaven, Mo Hui's reputation had already spread.
Yu Wei originally wanted to join the True Martial Holy Heaven.
Unfortunately, the requirements for admission to the inner court of True Martial Holy Heaven that year were extremely strict, and he failed to meet them.
Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.
Yu Wei then settled for second best and joined the Primordial Holy Heaven.
Even so, the way he looked at Mo Hui was still full of admiration, just like back then.
After witnessing Mo Hui's talent firsthand, Yu Wei realized that, as expected, his initial assessment was entirely correct.
Compared to him, even the Sword Fairy and the Primordial Ten Saints pale in comparison!
After Mo Hui sat down cross-legged, Lin Xuan also withdrew his gaze from her.
He wanted to see how the other geniuses of the Holy Heaven were, and how they differed from himself and his disciples.
This Mo Hui is not bad.
But it's only just good.
Thinking it over, Lin Xuan shook his head, took a few steps forward, and prepared to step into the range of the small sword.
This action was noticed by Yu Wei, who happened to be watching him.
Yu Wei immediately sneered.
He no longer cared about his cultivation; after all, he had almost woken up from his meditative state and simply walked over.
Looking at Lin Xuan, who was about to challenge Xiao Jian, his eyes were full of mockery.
"Junior brother, not to be mean, but as your senior, I still have to advise you: it's best not to come in."
"This is not a place for weaklings like you, whose Sword Intent is only at the second or third level, or even those who haven't comprehended Sword Intent at all!"
"If you enter this place and are unfortunately injured by the Sword Intent, you will likely find it difficult to make any further progress!"
He said this without any intention of stopping Lin Xuan's actions; he was simply watching the show and using reverse psychology.
Lin Xuan naturally couldn't care less about this.
He ignored him completely, disregarded Yu Wei without hesitation, and stepped inside!