Chapter 332 – Mental State! (1/2)
In an instant, almost 100 strands of violet light instantly enveloped the green tornado surroundings. Layer after layer of violet light surrounded the green tornado. However, the tornado didn’t just wait helplessly for death to arrive. It ceaselessly smashed itself against the violet light barriers, and layer after layer of the barriers were being blasted apart as it collided incessantly with them….
However, a new layer would immediately appear once a layer was blasted apart, and such a cycle caused the green tornado to be forcefully trapped there!
At the same time that she’d trapped the Ninth h.e.l.l Cold Gale, the violet mink didn’t forget to send a few rays of violet light at the green tornado. Obviously, she was very annoyed by it. Unfortunately, the rays of violet light were minced into nothingness before they could even approach the Ninth h.e.l.l Cold Gale!
Mo Qingyu’s face fell when she saw that it had been trapped. She originally thought that Yang Ye’s group would be unable to capture it. After all, it was much faster than her even with the boost from the Wind Intent that she’d comprehended. However, she’d never imagined that the Spatial Mink would actually be so abnormal and actually possess such a shocking divine ability!
Meanwhile, Xiao Yuxi suddenly said to Yang Ye, “You go subdue it. The violet mink and I will hold Mo Qingyu back!”
Yang Ye nodded, and then his figure flashed towards the green tornado!
Mo Qingyu’s expression changed when she saw him flash towards the green tornado, and she was just about to attack when a ray of violet light and a ray of cold light instantly appeared in front of her….
Yang Ye arrived before the light barriers, and his expression was extremely solemn as he gazed at the green tornado that was rampaging about within the confines of the violet light barriers.
It was a Natural Treasure, and Yang Ye couldn’t help but shudder when he recalled the scene of the past when he subdued the Nether Ghostflame! That sort of feeling where living was worse than death was truly terrifying. Moreover, he had Elder Mu’s help at that time….
Would I be able to subdue a Natural Treasure by relying solely on my own strength now? Yang Ye was slightly hesitant and doubtful.
At the same time that Yang Ye was hesitating, the light barriers that trapped the Ninth h.e.l.l Cold Gale grew thinner and thinner from its ferocious attacks. Moreover, it seemed to have been infuriated now, and the speed it spun had actually increased by more than 10 times. Even though s.p.a.ce wasn’t destroyed as it spun, s.p.a.ce had started to warp slightly!
It was silent, extremely silent. Yang Ye felt as if every single sound in the surroundings had stopped while he gazed at the Ninth h.e.l.l Cold Gale. Yes, he was unable to hear the sounds of the battle between Xiao Yuxi and Mo Qingyu. At this moment, he was only able to hear his own heartbeat!
He was filled with boundless confidence before they’d captured the Ninth h.e.l.l Cold Gale, but once they had, his confidence had wavered! His intuition and senses told him that he was utterly unable to succeed in subduing it with the strength he currently possessed. Because the energy contained within that thumb sized mini tornado could really destroy mountains and boil oceans. So, how could the body of a human like him subdue a treasure of the heavens and the earth?
His hopes were great, but reality was cruel.
If I don’t give up, then it’s very likely that I’ll die. Once I die, then everything would come to naught. Am I willing to die? I’m naturally not willing to die! After all, I still have many things that I need to do, and there are many things in this world that I’m reluctant to part with.
But would I be willing to give up? I’m naturally unwilling. What was the reason I came to the Ancient Battlefield for? It was naturally for the sake of becoming stronger. So long as I subdue the Ninth h.e.l.l Cold Gale, then I’ll naturally have a foothold in the battles between those monstrous geniuses in the future. Or to take it even further, how would I resist the Flower Palace if I didn’t become stronger? If I’m unable to save my mother, then what would be the point of living?
In other words, if Yang Ye didn’t become stronger, then living was equivalent to death for him….
When he thought up to here, Yang Ye started laughing. Yes, he was laughing. In the path of cultivation and especially in the path of the Sword Dao, one wasn’t cultivating cultivation techniques or combat techniques, it was actually the heart that was being cultivated! The path of cultivation was filled with difficulties. If one wasn’t able to stay true to the heart, then how could one stride to the peak of the Martial Dao?
The greatest challenge on the path of cultivation wasn’t natural endowment, cultivation techniques, or resources. It was one’s mental state! Would someone with a formidable mental state be a weakling? Since the ancient times until now, how many experts had relied on cultivation techniques and natural endowment to rise to the peak of the Martial Dao?
The ‘heart’ was the most difficult to cultivate. Even if he’d attained the Enlightened Sword Heart and peak 6th level Sword Intent, his mental state was still flawed. Fortunately, he’d realized it now.
Yang Ye took a deep breath while a wisp of a resolute expression flashed in his eyes. Instead of living as a good-for-nothing fellow in the future, why don’t I risk it all now? Isn’t it just a Natural Treasure? I’ve already subdued one in the past, so why should I hesitate?
When he thought up to here, Yang Ye’s figure flashed and instantly arrived in front of the green tornado that had just smashed through the last violet light barrier, and then he stretched out his right hand and grabbed it.
In an instant, Yang Ye’s pupils constricted violently. Because the flesh and blood on his palm had been instantly minced into mush when he grabbed the green tornado!
Yang Ye didn’t dare hesitate or stop, and he opened his mouth and sucked forcefully to swallow it into him. After that….
At the instant it entered him, Yang Ye’s eyes instantly opened wide, and then his face warped. Subsequently, blood streamed out from Yang Ye’s seven apertures. Moreover, strands of bone piercingly cold winds actually started to slowly seep out from within him. The cold wind didn’t disperse, and it enveloped the surroundings and ceaselessly eroded Yang Ye’s body!
How did Yang Ye feel right now?