He stopped going out, spending his days drinking tea in the courtyard and often gazing up at the sky, as if admiring the Sun Origin.

Three days later, a deep, resonant voice echoed throughout Jade Sword City.

"Elder Mu Quan of Jade Sword City has colluded with the Wen Dao Sect and has been executed!"

"Dao Venerable Wan Ling and Great Sword Dao Venerable of the Wen Dao Sect infiltrated the Hanshui Holy Land with malicious intent and have been executed!"

"By order of the Holy Master of the Hanshui Holy Land, we hereby announce to the world: if the Wen Dao Sect wishes to start a war, the Hanshui Holy Land will accompany you to the very end!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Moyu slowly stood up and walked in the direction of the Jade Sword.

Saint Master Gu Hanyu's methods were indeed ruthless, and the rules of the Hanshui Holy Land were truly strict.

She executed an elder of the Dao Venerable Realm without hesitation, leaving no room for negotiation.

Her attitude toward the Wen Dao Sect was even more aggressive.

She told the Wen Dao Sect directly that the people they sent had already been killed.

"If you want to fight, then let's fight; if you don't want to fight, then shut up and get lost!"

This news would soon spread throughout the Southern Continent. If the Wen Dao Sect wanted to fight, the Hanshui Holy Land was already standing on the moral high ground.

It was your people who came first, and it was you who started the trouble; wanting to wage war after that already put you at a disadvantage.

While it might seem like just a matter of morality, it actually involved destiny, and the connection was quite profound.

If the Wen Dao Sect did not start a war, it would mean that the Hanshui Holy Land had slapped them hard across the face.

No matter what they did, the Hanshui Holy Land held the advantage.

Especially since the Hanshui Holy Land led by example and killed its own elder, it was now up to the Wen Dao Sect to decide what to do.

Arriving at the entrance of the formation again, Lin Moyu saw that the guards had been replaced—not just one or two, but every single one of them.

He figured that those who had originally been Mu Quan's subordinates were not having an easy time.

"I wonder how many bribes Mu Quan took from Zhao Dongsheng. In the end, he didn't get much out of it, died himself, and dragged others down with him."

Lin Moyu felt disdain in his heart; he despised those who bit the hand that fed them.

Standing in line, Lin Moyu paid the origin crystal and then followed the crowd into the formation.

The inside and outside of the formation were two different worlds. The moment he entered, gusts of fierce wind blew toward him, and the ground appeared to be made of jade, looking translucent and crystalline.

Lin Moyu knew this was the result of sword qi constantly grinding against the ground over countless years. The fierce wind contained minute traces of sword qi, which, while posing no pressure to a Heavenly Venerable, was different for others.

However, if a cultivator below the Other Shore Realm were to enter, they would be torn to shreds on the spot.

Gazing at the Jade Sword in the distance, Lin Moyu walked forward, step by step, toward it.

The crowd that had been queuing up now began to separate.

Some walked fast, while others walked slow.

The wind blinded them, and some even lost their sense of direction as they walked.

The closer one got to the Jade Sword, the fewer people there were.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Moyu had walked twenty kilometers, completing one-fifth of the journey.

The fierce wind became even more violent, and the sword qi within the wind increased, making it increasingly difficult to move forward.

The sword qi and the wind were mixed together, impossible to distinguish, and even harder to dodge.

An invisible force radiated from the Jade Sword, and everyone who entered within a hundred-kilometer radius would be subjected to its attacks.

Lin Moyu felt the sword qi within the wind and had a realization: "The sword qi itself is not strong; the real trouble is its influence on the Dao Heart."

"There is an invisible power within the sword qi that constantly erodes the Dao Heart."

This power was miraculous; Lin Moyu had never seen or understood it before.

It was as if a voice was constantly urging him from the depths of his soul: "Go back, don't get any closer, it's dangerous to go further."

"Go back, there is no benefit in getting closer."

"Go back, turn around now, for continuing forward is a bottomless abyss."

All kinds of voices echoed in the depths of his soul, some persuading, others warning, and some threatening.

The most troublesome part was that even if you tried not to think about it, you couldn't stop it. This voice would permeate the soul, enter the subconscious, and eventually affect one's instincts.

No matter how firm one's Dao Heart was, it would be gradually worn down, eventually forcing one to retreat.

For so many years, no one had been able to truly touch the Jade Sword.

The higher the cultivation realm of the people who came here, the greater the influence they suffered.

On the contrary, those with lower realms were affected less.

This place tested the Dao Heart, not one's cultivation realm.

Of course, the higher the realm, the firmer the Dao Heart usually was.

If one's Dao Heart was truly firm enough to reach an indestructible state, even one in the Other Shore Realm could make it to the end.

"Strange, why does this feel so familiar?"

Lin Moyu's thoughts raced, and he suddenly realized why it felt familiar.

That feeling was exactly like the feeling of the lianli branch.

The difference was that the lianli branch affected him subtly, and its influence was long-lasting, eventually becoming a true instinct.

The influence brought by the Jade Sword, however, was only temporary.

As long as one left the range of the Jade Sword, one would recover after a period of time, and it would not cause permanent damage.

Moreover, the influence of the Jade Sword was quite obvious, unlike the lianli branch, which worked imperceptibly.

In terms of methods, the lianli branch was far more terrifying.

Knowing this was one thing, but how to resist it was the real challenge!

Chapter 2665: If You Can Do It, I Will Turn Back Immediately.

As Lin Moyu walked, he pondered how to resist the influence brought by the Jade Sword.

Although this influence was not as silent and imperceptible as the lianli branch, it was equally unbearable.

Fortunately, Lin Moyu's Dao Heart was very firm, and he remained unaffected for the time being.

The wind could not deceive him; he moved unwaveringly toward the Jade Sword.

The sword qi became increasingly dense, and the voices that bewitched the mind and were capable of eroding the Dao Heart grew stronger.

Gradually, Lin Moyu saw many cultivators.

They were sitting on the ground, enduring the assault of the sword qi.

These people varied in strength, some being Heavenly Venerables and others Supremes.

However, most of the people sitting here were cultivators below the Supreme level but above the Other Shore Realm.

There were very few Heavenly Venerables, and no Dao Venerables.

They were sitting here to temper their own Dao Hearts.

If one could withstand the bewitching power within the sword qi, one could make their Dao Heart even firmer.

The area around the Jade Sword was not just a place to verify one's Dao Heart; it was also an excellent place to temper it.

Not just the Jade Sword, but all seventy-two Origin Swords had similar effects.

Lin Moyu couldn't help but marvel that the predecessor who forged the seventy-two Origin Swords was truly a legendary figure.

How important the Dao Heart was to a cultivator.

If one could temper their Dao Heart to be firm and impervious to any external influence, their future would be limitless.

Lin Moyu steeled his Dao Heart and continued forward.

He had confidence in his Dao Heart, and even without finding a method to resist, he was confident he could walk to the end.

He was getting closer and closer to the Jade Sword.

50 kilometers… 45 kilometers… 40 kilometers…

He saw more cultivators, every one of whom was tempering their Dao Heart.

The closer to the Jade Sword, the higher the cultivation realm of the cultivators.

There were fewer Supremes, Heavenly Venerables began to increase, and occasionally a Dao Venerable would appear.

What was being tested here was not cultivation, but only the Dao Heart.

The firmer the Dao Heart, the further one could go.

Lin Moyu saw someone stand up and walk forward just like him, only to sit down again after a few hundred meters, holding onto their mental state tightly.

There were also those who suddenly stood up and left without looking back.

Their Dao Hearts had been affected, and they chose to turn back.

The Dao Heart was not easy to temper; compared to improving one's cultivation realm, improving the Dao Heart was far more difficult.

The Dao Heart could not be seen or touched; it was just a thought, which could be extremely firm or incredibly weak.

Some people appeared weak, yet their Dao Hearts were extremely firm.

Some people appeared powerful, yet their Dao Hearts were incredibly fragile.

There were too many things that could affect the Dao Heart; many people had weaknesses and would always be influenced.

When he was still thirty kilometers away from the Jade Sword, a familiar voice suddenly rang in Lin Moyu's ears.

"Husband, come back."

"Husband, we are waiting for you at home."

"Husband, turn around and look, we are right behind you!"

His wife's voice, so familiar and so heart-stirring.

Lin Moyu instinctively wanted to turn around; his neck moved slightly, but he forced himself to stop.

He could not turn around; if he did, he would fail.

Lin Moyu felt a sense of shock; he had actually been affected by an illusion.

What he had just heard was an illusion; the power of the Jade Sword had grasped the most fragile part of his heart, creating an illusion to influence him.

At the thirty-kilometer mark, the power eroding the Dao Heart was already very strong, and very few people could make it this far.

There were only a few Dao Venerables around, still sitting there, using the power of the Jade Sword to temper their own Dao Hearts.

To obtain the Origin Sword Qi, one needed to continue moving forward until within twenty kilometers.

If he hadn't killed Zhao Dongsheng earlier, Lin Moyu would have needed to walk within ten kilometers to obtain sufficiently powerful Origin Sword Qi.

Everything was not as easy as he had imagined.

"Purify!"

Lin Moyu whispered in his soul, and the ten-colored dragon soul crystal responded, spewing Dragon Breath to purify his soul.

His soul was enveloped and protected by the Dragon Breath, becoming impervious to external evil.

The World Tree also lowered countless branches, wrapping around his soul to provide protection.

Lin Moyu didn't know if this would be useful—it likely wouldn't be very effective—but it was better than doing nothing, even if just for peace of mind.

"Continue, it is far from the time to give up!"

Lin Moyu's gaze became firm; he stared at the Jade Sword and moved forward again.

So what if the sword qi was violent? Lin Moyu stepped firmly with every step, carrying his goal, and continued to move forward.

He caught up to one Dao Venerable after another; some Dao Venerables looked surprised, watching as Lin Moyu passed them and disappeared into the fierce wind.

"Husband, do you not want us anymore?"

"Husband, why won't you turn around and look at us?"

"Moyu, come back, your master is here."

"Little brother, go back quickly, do not go any further, there is danger ahead!"