Chapter 3407: Consciousness Impact

The Holy Domain War is approaching.

The entire Tianjian Territory is surprisingly quiet.

Except for the war on the border.

All the struggles within Tianjian Territory have subsided, and it has fallen into a strange peace.

All forces are now shrinking their forces and strengthening their strength to prepare for the Holy Domain War.

This Holy Domain War is different from the past.

Most of the Holy Domain Wars launched by Tianjiu Territory against the three Holy Domains before were for plundering resources, so in essence, after plundering enough resources, they would take the initiative to withdraw.

But this time, the Holy Domain War that Tianjian Territory is going to launch is not just for plundering resources, it is said that even Tianjian Divine Emperor is planning to come out of seclusion in his sleep.

As one of the nine great Divine Emperors, Tianjian Divine Emperor has to take action personally. This time, the Holy Domain War is probably different from the past.

All forces in Tianjian Territory, whether it is the military, the royal family, or the sect, are now accumulating this strength, waiting for the time of the Holy Domain War to seize more benefits.

Tianjian Territory is barren.

The rare resources are in the hands of the giants.

This Holy Domain War is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for many small and medium-sized forces. Because the Holy Domain War is approaching, the internal situation of Tianjian Territory has become extremely calm.

Qixian Mountain.

Blood Pool.

Black mountain, on the iron throne.

Chu Fengmian is still sitting on it, with his eyes closed. Sitting on this iron throne, waves of crazy killing intent burst out from Chu Fengmian's body and enveloped the surroundings. This killing intent is almost condensed, like a huge blood-colored cocoon, covering Chu Fengmian in it.

One year.

Chu Fengmian has been accepting the impact of the huge memory in the Blood Demon Sword, and the endless memory of destruction has poured into Chu Fengmian's mind.

If Chu Fengmian was very happy at the beginning, he could try to comprehend these battle memories, integrate them into the ancient books of swordsmanship, and improve his own swordsmanship.

Then, when the endless memories poured in, when Chu Fengmian wanted to stop, he was powerless.

All that was left for Chu Fengmian was pain.

Endless battle memories poured into Chu Fengmian's mind, almost bursting his consciousness alive, making him feel a pain as if his soul was torn apart.

Especially in these battle memories, they all contained the sword art of the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword, and the violent and boundless killing intent poured into Chu Fengmian's mind.

These killing intentions seemed to erode Chu Fengmian's consciousness.

This kind of erosion was much more terrifying than the killing erosion brought by Chu Fengmian when he held the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword. Now his body was emitting a little blood-colored light, which was that Chu Fengmian could not completely resist the erosion of the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword. His body was affected by this killing intention.

On the one hand, he had to accept the impact of countless battle memories in the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword, and on the other hand, he had to resist the erosion of the killing intention of the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword.

This was the pain that Chu Fengmian had never experienced before.

And as time went on, the pain Chu Fengmian endured was also exponentially aggravated.

No wonder the Chaos Sword Demon once sat on this throne, but failed the test of this level and fell, becoming a sword slave.

This impact made Chu Fengmian almost fall into madness. Under the erosion of this killing intent, Chu Fengmian wanted to devote his consciousness to this endless killing intent, so that he would no longer have to bear the impact of the endless combat experience of the Blood Demon Sword.

But Chu Fengmian insisted on his Tao heart and could never give up.

He knew that once he gave up, he would become a sword slave and a servant of this blood pool.

Like the Chaos Sword Demon, the Star Martial Sword Emperor and others, he was trapped in this blood pool for life and could never leave the blood pool again.

He couldn't be trapped here.

Whether it was for his master, for the hatred of the Lord of Sword Dao, or for the Sword Dao Sect, for Han Yueli, for Luo Xi, and for everyone around him, he could not be trapped in this blood pool.

Once Chu Fengmian was trapped in the blood pool, he would be no different from falling. At that time, the entire Sword Dao Sect and everyone around him would be destroyed by the Ten Thousand Worlds.

He could not fail.

No matter what, he had to hold on.

"No one can defeat me, no one!"

Chu Fengmian's consciousness was extremely persistent, and he could not be defeated.

For everyone, Chu Fengmian could not give up today. He was a human in his second life. In his previous life, he felt powerless, watching his master and all his senior brothers and sisters die in front of him.

Chu Fengmian did not want to experience it a second time.

"I will, hold on."

Chu Fengmian muttered silently. This was the last sentence he could say. All his consciousness was used to resist the impact of countless battle memories in the Blood Demon Sword.

At the same time, his Dao heart was also determined to be extremely stable. No matter how the killing intent of the Blood Demon Sword eroded him, his Dao heart remained motionless.

Chu Fengmian, sitting on the Iron Throne, looked like he had fallen into a deep sleep.

No one knew that Chu Fengmian was experiencing this, the most difficult battle since his rebirth, and this battle was also a battle that Chu Fengmian could not retreat a step.

There was no other way except persistence and success.

In front of the Iron Throne.

A blood-red figure slowly condensed and emerged.

This figure was not clear, and his figure could not be seen clearly. All that could be seen was a blood-red color, which vaguely gathered into a figure.

"It's been a year."

His eyes fell on Chu Fengmian on the Iron Throne, and he slowly spoke.

"What a strong Dao heart, able to accept the impact of the Blood Demon Sword and the endless battle memory for a year"

This figure was the Blood Pool Consciousness.

He is the embodiment of the blood pool consciousness, the real master of the blood pool.

It is also the voice in Chu Fengmian's mind that has been guiding Chu Fengmian to the iron throne.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a person in this era."

The voice of this figure, without any emotional fluctuations, looked at Chu Fengmian and muttered to himself.

"Let me see how far you can go."

"Maybe you are the one I have been waiting for."

After the figure finished speaking, it dispersed again, turned into the power of the blood pool, and completely dissipated.

But a line of sight has been observing Chu Fengmian. As the blood pool consciousness, everything in the blood pool cannot escape his control. To be continued