Because Zhao Lingyin was close by, Shen Mo felt desires wildly burgeoning in his heart. His heart sword relentlessly cut them down like weeds, only for them to sprout anew as soon as they were felled.
By examining himself and adhering to his true heart, his mind grew increasingly clear and bright.
A Path Heart, seemingly cleansed thousands upon thousands of times, resonated with the "Carefree" sword intent. It gradually revealed a texture akin to Sword Light, becoming ever more steadfast, clear, and pure!
Any distracting thoughts, upon sprouting, found no ground to stand on. Accompanied by the faint, almost inaudible hum of a sword, they instantly disintegrated into ash, leaving not a single trace.
WHOOSH!
Shen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and it seemed as if two beams of Sword Light flared within his pupils.
