Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

The two stood facing each other, seemingly frozen in place, their consciousness fading.

"What is this place?"

In a completely unfamiliar place, Lin Xin looked around in disbelief at everything around him.

The sky was blood red, with a setting sun hanging in the dome, its crimson glow spilling across the earth.

Everywhere you look, there are floating corpses.

The stench of blood permeated every corner of this place.

Lin Xin was extremely uncomfortable with this atmosphere; the shock in his pupils didn't subside for a single second.

His horrified gaze drifted further into the distance, only to find the same scene before him: corpses littering the entire mountainside.

There are humans and demons.

Blood flowed into a river, endlessly.

"This is hell on earth."

Long Haoyu's voice rang out, and he appeared beside Lin Xin.

Lin Xin felt a little calmer when he saw Long Haoyu appear, but the various things happening here continued to stimulate his brain.

"Boss, is this the effect of your sword strike just now?" Lin Xin asked.

Long Haoyu nodded slightly and said, "That's right, this is the effect of my sword strike and my spirit furnace."

"Here, you will learn how to make choices in truly dangerous situations, so that you can truly understand your own heart."

"Perhaps, when you see with your own eyes and feel the person you love and want to protect fall in front of you, you will understand what you really want."

Lin Xin's expression gradually became serious as he pondered the meaning behind Long Haoyu's words, as if he had already guessed what was going on.

Just as he was about to continue asking questions, his pupils, which had just calmed down, suddenly trembled again.

In his field of vision, Long Haoyu, who was standing in front of him, suddenly revealed a pale smile on his face.

The smile seemed to be urging him to act quickly.

Then, a ferocious hand pierced through Long Haoyu's chest.

Suddenly, a huge demonic shadow appeared behind them, and Long Haoyu was then given a heartfelt speech by this shadow.

Long Haoyu's figure disappeared, and Lin Xin couldn't help but take several steps back from that spot.

With each step back, he trampled over the corpses lying there.

Then, a series of other images appeared before him at that moment.

Long Haoyu's consciousness returned to reality.

He slowly retracted the sword that had been hovering over Lin Xin's forehead, and exhaled a breath of turbid air from his chest.

The Hell Path is the third of the Six Paths Spirit Furnace, and it is not yet the one he can truly control.

Unlike the Human Realm and the Asura Realm, he can use the abilities of these two realms without suffering any backlash.

But the hell realm is different now.

Because he hasn't fully mastered it yet, the difficulty of using the abilities from the Hell Path will be greatly increased.

Even so, the portion of Hell Path's power he was currently displaying did not reveal the true power that Hell Path should possess.

The place where Lin Xin was being taken was actually the Blood Sea of ​​Hell, created by the Hell Path, and was considered a kind of illusion.

During his sparring sessions with the Shadow Instructor in the Shadow Space, he was pulled into the Hellish Blood Sea more than once by the Shadow Instructor using his true Hell Path abilities.

What Lin Xin just saw was merely an illusion of his heart being ripped out; being pulled into the hellish sea of ​​blood by the Shadow Instructor was the true meaning of having his heart ripped out.

The true hellish sea of ​​blood involves pulling yourself and your enemy into it simultaneously, and then engaging in a truly frenzied final battle, where you will face immense mental and physical torment.

Whether it's a mental breakdown or a physical breakdown, it all foreshadows death and the end of life.

The Hell Path is not yet mature, and all he can use is to simulate the Hell Blood Sea in the form of an illusion.

Because it is not a complete hell realm, it will not cause any harm, nor will it lead to death after a mental breakdown.

However, Long Haoyu knew that such a hellish path could be of sufficient help to Lin Xin now.

One after another, he experiences hallucinations, and his loved ones die before his eyes. He could easily resolve the crisis by launching an attack. With such a stark contrast, it becomes much easier to confront one's true nature.

Just like now, although Lin Xin was still standing on the rooftop, his body was trembling wildly, and his face was contorted and terrifying.

Every now and then, Lin Xin would hold his head in his hands and gasp for breath.

Occasionally, hysterical screams could be heard bursting from Lin Xin's throat.

Long Haoyu silently calculated the time, and a quarter of an hour passed quietly.

Seeing that Lin Xin's breathing had become unimaginably heavy, and that Lin Xin had even knelt on the rooftop with his hands on the ground, he raised Wufeng again.

"Judging by the time, it should be about time."

"A quarter of an hour of experiencing the hellish sea of ​​blood was enough for him to understand that the real battlefield is no child's play."

"That's enough. It made him realize that his idea of ​​going to his death before his teammates when in danger was extreme."

"Coming back alive is what everyone who goes to the battlefield hopes for, not a fearless sacrifice."

Long Haoyu whispered and once again slashed at Lin Xin with the bladeless sword in his hand.

As the second sword strike was unleashed, the three types of light surrounding Lin Xin slowly began to dissipate.

The Hellish Blood Sea, forged based on the Six Paths Spirit Furnace, disappeared from Lin Xin's consciousness.

As his consciousness returned to normal, large beads of sweat poured down Lin Xin's forehead, quickly soaking the ground.

Long Haoyu wrapped Wufeng around his back again and helped Lin Xin up. He could feel that Lin Xin's body was still trembling.

"This is the only experience I can help you with, but it's too rapid for you right now."

"Go back and rest well first. After you've rested, you can reflect on this experience."

"I'll say it again: I'll give you enough time to consider this. Just tell me the final answer when the Demon Hunter team is formed."

As he spoke, Long Haoyu helped Lin Xin up, intending to take him back to rest. A quarter of an hour in the Hellish Blood Sea would take enough time to digest.

Although Lin Xin hadn't fully recovered from what had just happened, he still forced himself to take a breath when he heard Long Haoyu's voice.

Despite not being able to stand very steadily, she stubbornly broke free from Long Haoyu's side, her knees slightly bent, her hands supporting her on her knees, and she gasped for breath.

His face was as pale as snow, his pupils were bloodshot, and his lips were even trembling slightly.

After taking more than ten deep breaths while maintaining this posture, Lin Xin gradually calmed his ferocious and terrifying expression and said, word by word:

"Boss, I understand what you mean, but we don't need to... we don't need to wait until the Demon Hunter Group is established."

"I can give you the final answer right now!"

Chapter 147 Lin Xin's Decision, Long Haoyu's Path

"Then tell me your answer!"

Long Haoyu stared at Lin Xin, and seeing Lin Xin's stubborn appearance, he seemed to see his own unyielding spirit when he was tortured and killed by the shadow instructor when he first entered the shadow space.

Back then, he was exactly like Lin Xin now, wanting to protect others but ultimately unable to muster the corresponding abilities.

Having experienced such despair, he developed an iron will that allows him to calmly face all the torture and murder by the Shadow Instructor without flinching.

A quarter of an hour in the hellish sea of ​​blood may not seem long, but it seems to be enough.

"I...I'm willing to learn offensive magic!"

"When the Demon Hunter Group is formed, I will join it as an attack mage."

Lin Xin took a deep breath and answered firmly.

The various events in the hellish sea of ​​blood were still stimulating his nerves at this moment.

He felt immense torment as he recalled the familiar faces, the people he wanted to protect, all looking at him with despair in their final moments.

With that answer, his almost unfocused eyes hardened, and he finally raised his head with unwavering determination, his handsome face filled with resolve.

He didn't want to experience that heart-wrenching feeling a second time.

Long Haoyu stepped forward and helped Lin Qixin up again: "Since you have already given your answer, I hope that, just as you said, I can see you join our Demon Hunter Team as a true magician when it is established."

"We'll definitely see it!"

Lin Xin gave a very firm answer, and as he spoke to Long Haoyu, he once again broke free from Long Haoyu's support.

"Boss, let me walk back myself!"

Lin Xin said in a deep voice, "The stimulation I'm experiencing now is something I have to bear. I want to remember everything I just went through through the difficult journey back."

"I, Lin Xin, will never become a burden to the team. I don't want to see my teammates looking at me with despair on the battlefield!"

With heavy steps, Lin Xin looked towards the entrance to the rooftop and slowly moved towards it. Even though there was no physical damage, the enormous mental strain still affected his normal movements.

Long Haoyu did not continue to help Lin Xin up. He understood the determination in Lin Xin's last two sentences, and he needed to respect Lin Xin's choice at this time.

After watching Lin Xin leave with difficulty for a long time, Long Haoyu finally turned his gaze away and followed him off the rooftop.

Back in his hotel room, Long Haoyu lightly flicked his finger on the blade, and a small, dark lump of coal emerged from it.

"Master, who should we kill?"

Little Coal Ball hadn't been out for a while, and as soon as it came out, it excitedly asked, its tiny eyes brimming with the urge to go on a rampage.

Long Haoyu looked at the sword spirit with a blank expression and sneered, "All you do is chop all day long. Keep holding back for a while. After the Demon Hunter Selection Competition ends, it'll be your time to chop."

"The same old rules apply. Just stay here and guard this place for me. I'm going to enter the Shadow Space to cultivate!"

The little coal ball's enthusiasm was immediately dampened: "Okay, I got it. I really hope that day comes soon, I really want to chop, chop, chop!"

"If I don't cut it soon, I'll rust away and become blunt, and then I'll really be blunt."

It flew around Wufeng once, and finally lay down on the hilt of Wufeng's sword. Its two dark little hands supported its chin, looking just like a salted fish that had lost its dreams, as uncomfortable as could be.

Long Haoyu's consciousness sank into the shadow space, returning to the place he knew best, and once again stood face to face with the shadow instructor.

Their determined gazes revealed their resolve to begin their training for the day with the Shadow Instructor.

"Are you preparing to continue cultivating the Hell Path?" the Shadow Instructor asked.