At the moment of realization, Wang Yu actively embraced this state of mind.

He silently recited the Prajna Heart Sutra in his heart.

The ferocious and bloodthirsty aura surrounding him unexpectedly softened, becoming kind and benevolent. He forgot his identity, forgot his power and his past, holding a broom and slowly yet firmly sweeping away the dust.

As the saying goes.

Praised by the whole world without being encouraged, condemned by the whole world without being dejected. Clearly distinguishing inner and outer, calmly handling honor and disgrace. Accepting one’s ordinary self is the true self.

The hesitation, fear, confusion, and regret in his heart.

All vanished.

It seemed like searching for the self, realizing the self, directly reaching the empty self.

The surface area of his heart lake rapidly expanded, his mental power surged, and Wang Yu gradually stepped into the second realm of the mind, the [Empty Self Realm].

At first, it was like a spring breeze brushing his face, following a subtle and orthodox path of transformation. But the further it went, strange phenomena began to arise within the heart lake.

Blue smoke rose and transformed into tools and spirit stones.

Pink smoke curled and transformed into enchanting beauties.

Black smoke surged and transformed into a gluttonous giant maw.

A thread of blood smoke condensed and transformed into a blood sword that split the sky.

He wanted all seven emotions and six desires. Joy, anger, love, contemplation, desire, sorrow. He possessed them all.

No indifference to gain or loss.

No humility in praise, no silence before slander. He accepted praise completely. He responded to insults one by one. If he could not defeat them, he endured. If he could not curse them back, he killed.

Lofty above all was him. Equality among all was also him.

This was the true self. This was Wang Yu’s Empty Self Realm.

The Buddha was outdated. Now was the era of the Crimson Kite people.

With this realization of the self, the eighth trial of the stone stele was silently broken. The reward followed immediately, and Wang Yu examined the information transmitted into his mind with a strange expression.

Fourth rank killing path divine ability. Blood Slaughter Heart Sword.

Case solved. As expected, it was you.

One of the deliberately leaked inheritances of the Ancient Demon of [Slaughter].

As for why it appeared in the Blood Abyss, appeared within the Corrosion Yin Hall, and even disrupted the original layout, that was unknown.

It had little to do with Wang Yu. This divine ability was a relatively common sword technique, but the power contained within it was absolutely extraordinary in Wang Yu’s current eyes.

It was simply the optimal method for controlling the sea of killing intent and blood.

“Nurture killing intent, transform it into sword form.”

“Asura holds the sword. One strike slaughters the heart.”

He could attempt to cultivate this divine ability immediately. After all, he had already entered the Empty Self Realm of the mind. Beyond this lay the third realm of the mind, the Flawless Realm.

Reaching it was by no means a matter of one day.

Moreover, with the assistance of the Asura Killing Heart, this divine ability was extremely suitable for him. All prerequisite conditions were already met. Once obtained, it could be cultivated.

At the same time.

As Wang Yu passed the eighth trial of the stone stele, the giant stele dozens of meters tall suddenly burst forth with a glow of red light. Anyone who had passed the first three trials.

And had achieved some accomplishment in mental cultivation, almost all received an inheritance. It could be a spell, a secret technique, or a divine ability. The rank varied.

The crowd was astonished, yet none knew who had broken the eighth trial, nor that this person had even granted everyone an additional benefit.

Yan Ling frowned as well. Feeling a secret technique called Killing Intent Perception suddenly appear in her mind, she subconsciously looked toward the place where Wang Yu was sitting in meditation.

With that glance, she felt as if she saw a towering figure standing within a sea of blood. His face could not be seen, yet merely sensing him made her whole body turn cold.

Like a sharp sword piercing her heart.

Extreme unease.

“Only the final trial remains. We must hurry. If the most precious Luo Sheng Blood Fruit is taken…”

Jiang Mingxin turned his head and surveyed the surroundings.

Barbarian Ghost direct disciple Zhou Lingjun, Five Yin direct disciple Tong Du, Gu Poison direct disciple Lu Jue, Evil Sword direct disciple Yan Tianxing, Fierce Nether direct disciple Yin Jiugong, plus himself and Yan Ling.

Almost all were present. These direct personal disciples were uniformly at the third layer of Core Formation, but their futures were promising. Their foundations were far beyond those of ordinary disciples.

They were absolutely his greatest competitors.

When the Blood Abyss trial ended, at the very least they could advance to the peak of the middle stage of Core Formation. After leaving, they would undergo the baptism of the blood pool, washing away impurities and resolving the side effects brought by the Myriad Spirit Blood Essence.

They would then step into the late stage of Core Formation and set their sights on Nascent Soul.

This was the complete promotion path for true disciples of the Blood Reversal Sect. Regardless of whether one ultimately broke through to Nascent Soul, the sect would at least grant one opportunity.

Countless disciples had followed this path and eventually became ancestor level figures. He too had to achieve this.

After a round of self encouragement in his heart.

Jiang Mingxin subconsciously looked at Wang Yu. This person was far too dazzling. It was impossible not to notice him.

He wanted to trip him up, but seeing Yan Ling nearby, he did not cause additional trouble.

The Luo Sheng Blood Fruit was a physical object. No matter who obtained it.

When the Blood Slaughter Stone Stele distributed it, there would always be a clear indication. At that time, it would likely be a massive chaotic battle.

…

…

The ninth trial of the Blood Slaughter Stone Stele.

When Wang Yu thought it would still be a mental illusion type trial, he suddenly discovered that the surroundings had become completely silent at some unknown moment. Beneath his feet was a thin layer of water.

So clear that it reflected the entire sky.

“The Firmament Realm?”

Wang Yu had heard of this type of trial, recorded in ancient tomes. Legend said it was a fruit left behind by an immortal who once descended upon this world to seal demons.

There had been two recorded cases of immortals in ancient times.

The first was at the end of the ancient immortal dynasty, when one devoured the essence of spiritual veins, saving this world from calamity, only to perish from backlash of vital forces. This Firmament Realm was left behind by the one known as the Mirror Immortal.

The second was during the ancient Blood Demon catastrophe. The situation was extremely similar. After devouring the essence of a fire attribute spirit vein and severely injuring the Blood Demon before sealing it, that immortal also perished from backlash.

Both events proved that the essence of spirit veins could not truly be devoured.

Such things were like spiritual energy given form, children of heaven and earth, naturally born Spirit Transformation level venerables. Their strength was unmatched, yet they possessed the innocent hearts of children and were extremely easy to deceive.

Focusing on the present.

Within the legendary Firmament Realm, Wang Yu watched as his own reflection formed from countless droplets of water, creating an entity identical to himself. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

He instantly knew what to do.

With a flick of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sword, sword baleful energy condensed into force and swept outward. The mirrored Wang Yu manifested an identical treasure, and an identical sword baleful slash surged forth.

And it was slightly stronger than Wang Yu’s original body.

As a result.

For the first time, Wang Yu faced his own Yellow Springs path techniques. Knowing well how shameless this path could be, he did not use a treasure to block it.

He directly pressed his palms together. Above his head, turbid Yellow Springs currents manifested, and a giant hand extended from within. As it shattered the sword baleful slash, it continued to grasp toward the mirror.

A thunderous boom.

Water splashed everywhere as the two Yellow Springs giant hands collided, struggling against each other. Upon sensing the difference in strength, Wang Yu stomped the ground.

In an instant, he closed in on the mirror and delivered a flying kick.

Demonic Dragon Roar.

Unexpectedly, the opponent struck first despite acting later. However, it did not use the same move. Instead, as it threw a punch and manifested the Nether Demonic Dragon, its eyes lit up with a crescent moon imprint.

Moon Illusion Eye Technique.

Wang Yu’s mind wavered, and he fell into the Illusory Moon Realm. With the Firmament Realm outside, he was already trapped in a double predicament.

His divine sense power erupted, breaking free at extreme speed, but it was still a step too late.

When he opened his eyes again, the fist of the Blood Sea Asura had already reached the tip of his nose.

His mind trembled.

The Asura Killing Heart pounded wildly within his heart lake.

Killing intent materialized into a semicircular shield. This momentary delay allowed Wang Yu to unleash the perfected Lesser Asura Killing Fist.

They clashed head on.

Above them, Yellow Springs giant hands collided. In the middle, Nether Demonic Dragons entwined in battle. At the lowest level, blood seas merged as two half bodied Asuras exchanged punch after punch, sending blood surging violently.

From the very beginning, the battle reached such intensity.

Wang Yu finally understood what those people who had once faced him were actually fighting against.

He felt his mind trembling without pause.

“So this is what it feels like when the mind is attacked.”

His thoughts turned.

Better not release the Two Corpses. If another mirror body appeared, he might not be able to hold it back.

If this were a normal fight, what choice would he make?

A sneak attack. A sneak attack. Still a sneak attack.

If he could fight dirty, he would never fight cleanly. With that thought, Wang Yu’s body flickered as the Aurora Escape Technique split into thousands of phantasmal bodies scattering in all directions.

The opponent made the same response.

However.

The Glazed Iceheart Pagoda instantly expanded, covering both Wang Yu’s true body and the mirror beneath its base. The other side refused to yield and also produced an identical Iceheart Pagoda, attempting to protect itself.

Cherishing life was also one of his traits.

Buzz.

After breaking through to the late Core Formation stage, the Glazed Iceheart Pagoda had also advanced to the level of a high grade magic treasure. For its third divine ability, Wang Yu had chosen Ice Soul Divine Light.

At this moment, it was the Ice Soul Divine Light that completely illuminated the interior of the pagoda.

The mirror body visibly turned into an ice sculpture. The instant it broke free, Wang Yu smashed a punch into it, blasting the upper half of the mirror into shattered fragments.

It looked like a victory, but in truth it was not.

Whether it was the mirror’s own immortality or the recovery secret arts Wang Yu possessed, both meant that the opponent would not die easily.

The Iceheart Pagoda shrank and hovered above his head, rotating.

Guanghan Twelve Phases.

At this moment, the mirror Wang Yu recovered and likewise used his strongest method at the current stage. Two frost moons collided, and biting cold winds turned this Firmament Realm into an icy hell.

Spikes of ice shot up from the ground one after another.

Both sides were almost simultaneously heavily injured. Yet Wang Yu suddenly had an idea. From between his brows emerged a black paper boat, carrying dense Heavenly Demon malice as it instantly plunged into the mirror’s body.

It was as if time and space had frozen. Wang Yu could clearly feel it.

At this moment, the mirror changed.

The demonic seed he had sent out showed signs of losing control. This startled Wang Yu inwardly. Could he have really drawn in some kind of Heavenly Demon?

Thinking about it, it was not impossible.

Taking advantage of this brief opening, deathly soul extinguishing light bloomed from Wang Yu’s brow, while Ice Chi Pill Flame rose in his right hand.

Auroral light wrapped around his body.

In an instant, a single punch blasted the mirror into a sky full of water droplets.

The demonic seed Wang Yu had sent out had actually grown a human face, though it did not look very much like him.

Such an opportunity was rare. Wang Yu used the Ice Coffin Sealing to capture it, then set up a Small Maze Heaven Restriction on the outside with a feng shui compass.

This was a sealing method recorded in the Earth Mother Scripture, often used by Feng Shui masters to block feng shui formations. It was said to be able to confuse even the heavens.

Of course.

That was an exaggeration, but its practicality was quite good. After handling this product of sudden inspiration.

The mirror Wang Yu regenerated once again.

Its strength was not weakened, but its reactions were noticeably slower, as if it had lost its instinct for combat. This change was something Wang Yu felt most clearly.

An idea immediately formed in his mind.

Through careful scheming, he used the Ice Chain Binding Divine Curse to trap it for several breaths. Wang Yu then sent several more black paper boats over with soul secret arts.

Each of these divine sense paper boats carried a demonic seed.

Once, twice.

Each time he succeeded, the mirror’s reaction speed dropped sharply, as if spiritual intelligence no longer existed. It had immense power but no ability to control it.

This caused each subsequent ambush to become easier, with the intervals growing shorter and shorter.

After three or four times.

When a fifth demonic seed ice coffin appeared in Wang Yu’s hand, the mirror Wang Yu was finally drained dry. It had not collapsed, but it could no longer move, like a living corpse.

At this point.

No matter how many demonic seeds Wang Yu sent in, the mirror showed no reaction at all.

“Crashed?”

He muttered inwardly. His attention was drawn to the five sealed ice coffins. The Mysterious Origin Demonic Embryo within his body stirred restlessly, just like when devouring someone with Heavenly Spiritual Root aptitude. They exerted a primitive attraction on him.

“So fragrant.”

Licking his lips, Wang Yu involuntarily moved closer to the ice coffins.

Suddenly.

A pitch black demonic face appeared through the half clear ice. Its eyes were filled with resentment, anger, malice, and even a trace of embarrassment.

He had really hooked them out.

It was said that the Heavenly Demon Realm contained countless extraterritorial Heavenly Demons, formless and intangible. Only by descending into a body could one glimpse them. His sudden inspiration had actually produced five Heavenly Demon larvae.

This was inseparably related to the special nature of the mirror body.

Under normal circumstances, planting demonic seeds would absolutely not attract actual Heavenly Demons.

It was precisely because the mirror Wang Yu was copied too perfectly that they misjudged it as Wang Yu’s true body. That unbalanced Heavenly Demon malice then drew the descent of these extraterritorial demonic beings.

After thinking it through, this was the only reasonable explanation.

As for whether to eat them, Wang Yu felt it was better to play it safe and check some records after returning.

On the other hand.

They were still within the mental illusion of the Blood Slaughter Stone Stele. He was not sure whether these things could be brought outside.

Considering the need for long term preservation.

Wang Yu added another layer of Ice Coffin sealing, making it triple sealed. Then he used the Ice Chi Pill Flame with a pill sealing method to completely seal them. Holding them aloft in his left hand, he walked over to the motionless mirror.

He sighed theatrically.

“I had wanted to decide victory or defeat with you, but intelligence would not allow it. What a pity.”

His right hand stabbed into the mirror’s body. Black solid ice exploded inside it like a hedgehog. As the mirror regenerated, Wang Yu repeated this corpse erasing process several more times.

As its vitality was exhausted, the mirror finally came to an end.

From the depths of the firmament realm, a stream of aqua blue spiritual light entered Wang Yu’s mind. Before he could see it clearly, he blinked and found himself back before the Blood Slaughter Stone Stele.

A realization arose within him.

The firmament realm and the Blood Slaughter Stone Stele were not the same thing. The latter had merely sent him into the former. The handiwork of these great cultivators was truly unfathomable.

When he came back to his senses, the five overlapping ice coffins in his left hand immediately attracted the attention of many people. Ignoring those gazes.

Wang Yu put these treasures away. Fortunately, he had brought them out.

Otherwise, it would have been a huge loss.

At this moment, the Blood Slaughter Stone Stele once again bloomed with boundless blood light. A pillar of light erupted violently, within which an oval shaped fruit floated.

“This is the Luo Sheng Blood Fruit? Someone passed the ninth trial.”

“Who?”

Everyone became alert, sweeping their gazes over those around them. Magic treasures silently slipped out from their qi seas, as if a fatal strike could be launched at any moment.

“Hahahaha, Luo Sheng Blood Fruit? This treasure is fated to belong to me.”

The one who spoke was not a direct disciple of the Nine Peaks.

Instead, it was someone from the Blood Pavilion who brazenly used a secret art and reached straight into the blood colored pillar of light.

Courting death.