Sword Discussion, Day Thirty-Six. This text is hosted at noveⅼfire.net
The challenges of the sixth and seventh day quietly descended.
Chen Ze looked at the crazed Wang Ge on stage, then at Fu Yunzhan, who alternated between male and female forms, resenting the heavens and earth, and finally at Wang Zhengyi, with his disdainful expression and vacant look. Chen Ze was dumbfounded.
This round of challenges seemed somewhat sinister.
"Interrogating the Dao Mind?"
Yan Chuan silently cultivated "Innate Skill" to stabilize his mind. He glanced over Wang Ge, Fu Yunzhan, Wang Zhengyi, and Chen Ze. The first three had all lost their minds, only Chen Ze’s mind was clear and free of distracting thoughts, thus unaffected.
Then he looked around.
Yin winds arose, shadows lurked everywhere.
Evil Qi mixed with Yin Qi and Miasma made the environment increasingly complex, directly affecting the mental faculties of the martial artists.
Those who had relied on family background and had no real setbacks but possessed high martial arts accomplishments, like Yin Ye and Guo Xi, all fell victim.
Or those with deep-seated obsessions, like Ban Xianfu and Fu Yunzhan, were all affected.
Similarly, those with hidden injuries or physical damage, like Wang Ge and Tan Dou, went mad.
Moreover, those who suddenly improved or progressed too quickly, like Wang Zhengyi and Ding Xiang, were also intermittently trapped in the delusion.
At the peak of Chess Stone Peak, both on and off the arena, many Heavenly Prides either cried or laughed, raged or went mad; it was as if demons were dancing wildly, showcasing unspeakable ugliness.
Those who went mad rushed onto the arena without drawing lots, shouting and fighting.
Ma Hongniang, in the Evil Qi environment, had the advantage and firmly held one arena, but was suddenly besieged by three people from three different teams. Unwilling to fight a battle with no gain, she shouted, requesting Shen Wu to intervene and sanction.
"Losing one’s mind is not one’s intention, not a violation."
Shen Wu’s mighty voice echoed into everyone’s ears.
Ma Hongniang was dumbfounded upon hearing it and couldn’t help but curse!
The Sixth and Seventh Sword Discussion, the newly added challenge of this round was not just a ’willpower test’, but also included the sudden challenge of irrational players attacking the arena without rules!
Was in complete chaos!
Yan Chuan also heard Shen Wu’s explanation of the rules for this round from the heavens. He watched as six to seven people frantically charged onto his own Hai Character Arena, and who knew how many more would ignore the rules and seize the chaos to climb onto the stage——
In that case, Yan Chuan had no need to hold back either.
Let’s all go crazy together!
Yan Chuan used "Lion Roar", roaring in the ears of the three—Wang Zhengyi, waking them from the delusion: "I’ll seal your ear acupoints, sit cross-legged and cultivate, be careful to resist my Sound Wave Skill."
The three woke up, glanced around, seeing the madness all around, quickly understood and nodded in agreement.
Yan Chuan wasted no time, immediately used "One Yang Finger" with the corresponding special hand skills to seal the three’s ear acupoints, including Chen Ze’s, allowing them to sit cross-legged on the arena, focusing on cultivating.
After arranging the four.
Immediately, Yan Chuan sat facing north, five hearts facing the sky, upright upper body, spirit touching the top, tongue touching the palate, lower jaw slightly tucked, eyes level. Both hands formed a supporting gesture at the Lower Dantian, palms facing up, fingers facing each other, focusing on the Dantian, guiding inner strength from Du Meridian, Ren Meridian to Middle Dantian, gathering there.
Cultivation achieved in an instant.
Yan Chuan immediately exhaled and made a sound, shouting loudly——
The sound of "Hai" merged with the intention of inner strength in the Middle Dantian, expanding as sound waves, like ripples formed by a stone thrown into water, diffusing in all directions.
Centered around the Hai Character Arena, it seemed as if Yin winds suddenly arose, cries of ghosts and howls of wolves echoed unceasingly, sweeping in all directions.
"Amidst thorny bushes hide ghosts and monsters, rocky cliffs conceal evil spirits.
You cannot hear beastly cries by your ears, before your eyes you only see ghosts and goblins walking.
Yin wind rustles, black fog spreads.
The Yin wind’s rustle is the divine weapon whistling smoke from its mouth; the black fog’s spread is the ghostly entity secretly emanating breath.
Before and behind the mountains, Ox-head and Horse-face chaotically shout; half-hidden half-exposed, hungry ghosts and cursed souls occasionally wail.
Yan Chuan opened his mouth to roar, but it wasn’t "Lion Roar", the sound came and went, each place was filled with sad sounds that pierced the ear, evil specters that startled the heart.
In the heat of the moment, Yan Chuan no longer sat cross-legged; he stood up, feet shoulder-width apart, hands naturally resting at the sides of his legs, baihui thriving, tongue flattened, eyes level, adjusting his breath, focusing on the Dantian, then nodding, inhaling, drawing in his abdomen, at first muttering the words ’ghost’ and ’monster’ continuously, while consciously guiding Dan Tian inner strength with his voice outwards.
Each lift, each drop, rising and falling, allowing the throat to open naturally, the demon sound manifested.
The roar from Yan Chuan’s mouth seemed to carry more specific words, listen closely——
"Tendon Suspension Prison, Youwang Prison, Fire Pit Prison, uneventful and desolate, worrisome and troubled, all because of countless sins committed in life, names of punishment received after death.
Fengdu Prison, Tongue-pulling Hell, Skin Peeling Prison, cries and laments, woeful and tragic, just because of disloyal or unfilial acts against heavenly principles, serpent-tongued and maleficent, fallen to these gates.
Grinding Torture Prison, Dui Dao Prison, Car Crashing Prison, skin torn flesh exposed, wiping the mouth and gnashing teeth, all due to selfish and unjust deeds, deceitful words covertly harming others.
Cold Ice Prison, Shell Stripping Prison, Intestine Pulling Prison, dirty face disheveled hair, brow furrowed eyes distraught, all for big weights small scales cheating the foolish, bringing disaster and woe upon oneself.
Boiling Oil Prison, Dark Prison, Knife Mountain Prison, trembling with fear, bitter and pitiful, all for abusing power and oppressing the good, hiding and fearing, suffering all alone.
Blood Pond Hell, Avici Hell, Scale Rod Hell, skin peeled bones exposed, arms twisted tendons broken, all for coveting wealth, killing for it, slaughtering livestock, falling for a thousand years unable to explain, sinking forever without redemption.