"Whoosh."
The old man withdrew his vision, and the terrifying anger vanished, revealing the overwhelming pressure on everyone.
"Old man, are you alright?" Long Chen saw sweat on the old man's forehead and an unhealthy blush on his face, so he hurriedly asked.
The old man shook his head, indicating he was fine. After calming his breath a bit, he said, "
I'm old, really old. The Heavenly Wrath state puts too much strain on my body and mind. I'm starting to feel uncomfortable."
The old man let out a long sigh. Long Chen took out a chair and helped him sit down.
"You little brats, just staring with your eyes wide open, no sense at all." After sitting down, the old man cursed at Master Bao and the others.
Master Bao and the others were left confused by the scolding, staring at each other in confusion, not knowing that the old man was scolding them for not caring for the elderly.
"This is the state of Heavenly Wrath, using one's own anger to stir up the emotions of the Heavenly Dao, forming overwhelming rage that infects the world.
Based on the heart and guided by visions, he fused the power of the starry world into heaven and earth, thereby mastering the laws of heaven and earth.
Legend has it that when mastered to the ninth form of the Heaven-Opening Technique, one can destroy mountains and overturn seas with a single thought, killing without a trace. The old man said.
Bao Buping and the others were already clenching their fists in excitement. They hadn't expected that the ninth form of the Heaven-Opening Heaven could possess such terrifying power.
Bao Buping was so excited he wanted to urge the old man, but just as he was about to speak, Chang Hao covered his mouth with a single hand. He didn't want Bao Buping to get beaten up again.
"This is about controlling the Heavenly Dao with willpower and making all paths submit. Wouldn't that make it easier to achieve this after advancing to the Fusion Heaven Realm?" Long Chen asked.
The old man nodded and said, "You're right. After advancing to the Fusion Heaven Realm, the disciples of the Kaitian Battle Sect will truly stand out and stand above their peers."
However, to master the Nine Forms of Heaven-Opening Technique, the current realm is the best, because once you enter the Fusion Heaven Realm, the power you control is too great; if you can't control it, death is certain. The
old man pointed at the void and continued, "This is the space of the Heaven-Opening Divine Stele. The external forces are absorbed and then diluted."
It's very difficult to provoke Heaven's wrath here, which is why I'm exhausted like this.
But precisely because of this, the danger was minimized, preventing backlash.
And now you are all at the Tongming Realm. Now is the best time to try to control Heaven's Wrath.
Now, I will teach you the mnemonic. Remember it well: One breath infuses the divine mystery, the divine profound qi soars to the heavens; Yin and yang attach themselves to the Spirit Terrace, anger gathers between the brows and .... The
old man recited a chant, while runes lit up all over his body. The evolution method—this set of rhymes wasn't difficult, but was easy to understand.
However, when Long Chen followed that incantation to circulate his qi, blood, and soul, his anger unconsciously surged within him, as if countless resentments were about to be vented. He almost felt the urge to swing his blade wildly. Startled, he hurriedly suppressed his aura.
Long Chen looked at Bao Buping and the others, seeing that each of them was furious, their hair flying, eyes glowing red, as if possessed, looking extremely terrifying.
"Why stop? Keep going." Seeing Long Chen snap out of his rage, the old man shouted sharply.
"Buzz!"
Long Chen once again circulated his spiritual essence, merging essence, energy, and spirit into one. His anger surged once more, and all the grievances he had suffered in the past surged wildly into his heart.
"Control it,"
the old man shouted, his voice condensing into a line that pierced Long Chen's ears. To Long Chen, it sounded as if the old man's voice was coming from the distant horizon, and it became extremely indistinct.
The second time he entered this state, Long Chen managed to hold on a little, but after a breath's time, he withdrew from his rage again, sweat already appearing on his forehead as he gasped for breath.
His face turned slightly pale because he realized that if he didn't retreat soon, he would lose his mind and might start killing recklessly.
"How can it be so useless? Can't even suppress a little anger?" The old man said angrily.
Long Chen waved his hand: "Old man, let me take a moment to rest. Once I get my bearings, I should be fine." "
Die!"
Suddenly, Bao Buping drew his sword and swung it at the old man. The old man was prepared, swung his wooden staff to block Bao Buping's sword, and kicked him in the chest. Bao Buping's body trembled violently, he was sent flying, his rage gone, and he lay on the ground, unable to get up for a moment.
"Whew."
Bao Buping had just been kicked out, and Chang Hao also made his move. But instead of slashing at the old man, he slashed blindly, and the old man kicked him out as well.
"Only the time it takes to burn an incense stick." The old man's expression darkened. After a cold snort, he said nothing more.
Long Chen's expression was even darker. Bao Buping and Chang Hao had held out for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, while he could only last for one breath.
Bao Buping and Chang Hao rubbed their chests and walked over, whimpering. They noticed Long Chen's expression was a bit unnatural, and both were shocked:
"You can't hold on?"
"Maybe... Still haven't found the right feeling, huh? Long Chen said awkwardly.
These two guys are really straightforward—they're good brothers. Is it really okay to rub salt in the wound so directly?
Another incense stick's time passed. Sixth Master was the first to collapse and was struck out by the old man, followed by Fifth, Seventh, Second, Fourth, and Third Masters all unable to hold on.
Only Master Bao held out for five or six more breaths, but he couldn't hold on any longer and was knocked to the ground by the old man's stick.
"What's going on?" Master Bao and the others were a bit baffled.
The old man said, "In a state of heavenly wrath, one must maintain a shred of reason. Once that rationality is worn away, a person becomes a madman."
Your anger originally affected the Heavenly Dao, but later, when the Heavenly Dao's wrath was drawn by you, it would in turn affect you.
So if your willpower isn't strong enough, you'll be controlled by the wrath of the Heavenly Dao, becoming frenzied, regardless of friend or foe. "
You mean my willpower is the least firm?" Long Chen said in disbelief.
Bao Buping and others couldn't believe it. Long Chen was so powerful, so he must have matched strong willpower. There are no shortcuts to the strong; willpower is the foundation. Those with weak willpower cannot become strong.
"It probably isn't a matter of willpower, but rather that your self-control is too weak. You can't control yourself." The old man shook his head and said, "
They're all beaten up by me. Even if they have tempers, they have to keep them in. Although they may look like they're hot-tempered from the outside, in reality, their endurance is very strong."
But you, used to being free and unrestrained, wielding your sword across the land, dominating the continent, and when faced with dissatisfaction, you explode without any tolerance. The
old man frowned as he spoke; Long Chen was in a very troublesome state.
"If you can't control your anger, does that mean you can't cultivate the ninth form of the Heaven-Opening Technique?" Bao Buping said somewhat defiantly.
"You can cultivate too, but you can't control your anger. If you are controlled by the wrath of the Heavenly Dao and don't know how to restrain yourself, you'll end up pouring all your energy, energy, and spirit into a single strike.
After the strike, all a person's vitality and spirit are drained, and then they die. The old man said.
Bao Buping and others gasped. This ninth form of the Heaven-Opening was too domineering and cruel. If they couldn't control the wrath, they would only be able to slash once in their lifetime.
Long Chen's expression also changed. He knew his situation best; it wasn't that he couldn't control himself, but deep within his soul was a proud soul hidden, and that soul's will had been influencing him all along.
That's also why Long Chen rampages through the Tianwu Continent like a reckless rookie, jumping into those childish traps without hesitation, regardless of the consequences.
So whenever Long Chen gets angry, no matter who it is, he'll immediately take action, never thinking about the consequences.
Now, cultivating the ninth form of the Heaven-Opening Technique required controlling his own anger, which for Long Chen was an almost heaven-defying test.
Long Chen suddenly recalled the expression on Qu Jianying's face when he shook his head. It turned out Qu Jianying understood him better than the old man did, which was why he didn't believe in him.
"Besides, Long Chen's technique is different from ours. There might be some resistance, but that's unavoidable. Let's go try it out and see what happens. Maybe there'll be a turning point."
After speaking, the old man led everyone through a large gate. Upon entering, a bustling city appeared ahead.
The old man said, "Here, walk straight ahead. Remember, everything you encounter is just an illusion—don't take it to heart."
This is a trial path. Along the way, you'll see countless things that make you angry. You must hold back and not make a move. This is a process of refining your heart. Alright, let's begin. Bao
Buping had long been impatient, took a step forward, and vanished in an instant.
Long Chen gritted his teeth and followed in, followed by Chang Hao, Seventh Master, and Sixth Master, ....
When Master Bao disappeared, the old man wore a worried expression. He hadn't expected Long Chen's control to be so poor. Now things were in trouble.
"I hope Long Chen can hold out a little longer during the trial..."
"Whew"
The old man was praying, but suddenly a figure flickered before his eyes, and the old man angrily cursed:
"You're way too fast, aren't you?"
The visitor was none other than Long Chen. Bao Ye's figure had just disappeared when he returned. The old man was so angry he wanted to hit him with a stick.
"That idiot scolded my mom, so I definitely can't let his bad habits go." Long Chen shrugged, sounding a bit aggrieved.
"I... Go ..."
The old man nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. Before going in, he had repeatedly warned Long Chen that it was all an illusion, all a lie.
As long as you don't kill the people inside, keep moving forward, and you'll face different trials. Long Chen, however, kills someone just because someone cursed him out and gets eliminated.
"Re-enter for me. This time, be serious. You've got a big head. Remember this—it's all illusions, illusions, illusions, illusions, understand?" The old man spat all over Long Chen's face, his voice turning into a roar.
"Alright, I'll do my best this time." Long Chen took a deep breath and walked forward.
The old man took a deep breath, furious beyond words. Seeing Long Chen standing unmoved in front, the old man angrily said, "Why aren't you going in yet?" "
Old man... That ... I'm back. Long Chen said a little embarrassedly.