Chapter Ninety-two: Red Dust

  "Zhen'er, hurry up and run! From now on, our Li family will rely on you to carry on the legacy!"

  A middle-aged man covered in blood said to a child, after finishing this sentence, the middle-aged man instructed the servant beside him for a few words, and only when the child was taken away by the servant did he let out a long sigh.

  "Chi Yan Zun, you want to swallow my Wan Jian Mountain Villa whole? I don't know if you'll choke to death, but come on then!"

  At this time, Wanjianshan Manor was already a river of blood, with several thousand martial artists killing and fighting each other here, almost like the hell that exists in the world.

  A few days later, news of the destruction of Wanjianshan Manor spread, causing a stir.

  Ten years later, a young man emerged out of nowhere, relying on a three-foot Clear Wind sword, he was an enemy to be reckoned with in the cold wind.

  Qingfenggang!

  A girl held a dagger against herself, her voice mournful and tearful. Not far away, a young man and an old man stood facing each other.

  "Dad, Brother Chen, stop fighting! Please, you're the people I love most in this life, please don't fight anymore!"

  The young man Wang Che's sword was about to fall from his hand, and Qing Feng's sword almost fell from her hand as well. After a brief moment of stunned silence, the young man let out a sigh and said:

  "Xiaoxue, I thought I would never love again in this lifetime, until I met you! I truly hope to spend a peaceful life with you!"

  At this point, Li Chen's eyes blazed with anger, staring at the old man in front of him: "Unfortunately, I will not let the lives of a thousand people from Wan Jian Mountain Villa die in vain. This vendetta must be avenged in this lifetime!"

  Li Chen's Clear Wind Sword stabbed out directly, but before it even touched his opponent, a miserable cry had already sounded.

  Xiaoxue is like a snowflake, beautiful but about to melt away.

  A red flash burst out from his abdomen, and in an instant, the two people present were stunned.

  ……….

  Fifty years later.

  "Senior, although your sword intent is profound and you're known as the master of all swords, undefeated in the world, but you can't defeat so many of us. In my humble opinion, it's better for you to bring out the 'White-Haired Tai Xuan Scripture' and let everyone study and compare together!"

  …………

  Ten days later, Li Chen stood proudly at the top of Kunshan.

  The top of Kunshan has snow all year round that never melts, and people rarely visit, but at this time it is crowded with people shoulder to shoulder.

  "Haha, after ten days of continuous battles, you've managed to kill so many fellow martial artists, and that's quite an achievement. Today is your day of death, let's go!"

  "Kill! Kill!"

  A burst of shouting voices, Li Chen looked at the other side of the sky, muttering to himself:

  "It's time to start again!"

  The clouds at the horizon merged with the surging crowds in the distance, and Li Chen suddenly felt a little dazed.

  "This is...."

  Suddenly, a sword-shaped shadow appeared around Wang Chen, as if it didn't exist in the surrounding void.

  A stream of inexplicable information poured into Li Chen's mind.

  "Wang Chen, Jian Xiū, Zào Huà's aura, sword intent, Fēng Wú Jì! So that's how it is!"

  Li Chen, shouldn't be called Wang Chen, slowly regained his senses from the previous confusion, and in the end, a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  "Kill him and you'll get the secret manual of martial arts! You can become a peerless master!"

  "Kill! Kill!"

  ….

  In the distance, a few people stood together, sneering at each other: "What's the use of having unparalleled martial power if you're still going to be surrounded and killed!"

  Wang Chen stood at the top of the mountain, gazing at the figure that was about to pounce over, a faint smile appearing on his face:

  "All worldly affairs are but illusions! Shatter them for me!"

  At the same time, a sword shadow flashed and transformed into an illusory and ethereal sword light. This sword light was like a dream or illusion, seemingly without any distinction between fast and slow, as if it would fly out of sight in the next moment, yet also seeming to remain motionless in the distance no matter how long one waited!

  "Red dust!"

  Wang Chen let out a low growl, and the entire space seemed to shatter like paper. By the time he looked up, Wang Chen had already entered the palace.

  "After traversing the red dust of a hundred generations, the transcendent sword intent has finally made significant progress, but it's also extremely perilous. If not for hiding the sword intent deep within and luring without releasing, I'm afraid I would have become lost in this cycle of reincarnation!"

  "But is this cycle of reincarnation an illusion or reality? It's really hard to grasp! Do those worlds truly not exist?"

  Wang Chen had no answer in his heart, although logically speaking those worlds were false, just like being under an illusion. However, Wang Chen always had a feeling that such a world really existed, far away from the land of cultivation, and Wang Chen's experiences were also real. It was just that this speculation was too frightening!

  After some thought, Wang Chen stopped worrying about the issue. With a sudden movement of his mind, a sword light appeared in front of him, like a dream or an illusion, it was unclear whether it was real or not. It turned out to be another sword move that Wang Chen had just created - Red Dust!

  ……………………….

  On the other hand, Feng Wuji and another demon cultivator also entered the fourth level, but their methods were vastly different from Wang Chen's. Feng Wuji drew his sword directly, without saying a word, and slashed! Slashed!! Slashed!!!!

  The entire illusion, or perhaps the cycle of reincarnation, was directly shattered by Feng Wuji!

  Another demon cultivator also used a similar method, with a flip of his palm, a bloody stain burst out, and as long as someone touched it, they would be swallowed up, and the bloody stain would continue to expand and merge until the entire world became a world of blood.

  Mo Xiu also passed the fourth level!

  ………………………………………

  "Ah! What a pity, the Wheel of Reincarnation is indeed something extraordinary that comes from within. If one could experience it once, the gains would certainly exceed imagination! Unfortunately, both of them directly broke through, seemingly clever but actually extremely foolish, without experiencing the thrill of being the first to arrive!"

  However, the middle-aged man did not notice that Feng Wuji's sword intent became sharper and more oppressive without even making a move. The eerie Blood Path cultivator didn't change at all, as if this test had no effect on his cultivation whatsoever!

  "Alright, next level is Darkness! Go!"

  A voice entered the hearts of Wang Chen and the three people, and their hearts instantly entered a space each.

  The entire space is a boundless and endless arena, nothing exists, if anything exists at all, it's darkness, absolute darkness, unable to feel any time or space!

  What is the greatest pain in the world?

  Some say it's skin splitting and flesh bursting, some say it's a sea of knives and a mountain of fire...

  Some say it's a deep-seated grudge, some say it's a foolish farewell...

  But whoever agrees with one saying that loneliness is the most terrifying! If you think loneliness is not scary, it's because you've never been truly lonely before!

  Wang Chen had a feeling that he didn't know the existence of time, and began to recall things that happened in the past, from his childhood, growing up, or even in the previous cycle of reincarnation.

  It can be said that Wang Chen has experienced the vicissitudes of life for centuries, and his memories are endless. However, after a long time, Wang Chen finally felt that there was nothing to think about and nothing to do!

  Practice sword and meditation! Practice sword and meditation!

  Although practicing sword here has no effect and sitting in meditation is also ineffective, Wang Chen himself did not feel that this was just something he found to perceive his own existence.

  At the same time, Wang Chen secretly told himself in his heart that this darkness would eventually pass!