The endless swordmind kept rushing against Han Sen's will, and even Han Sen found it difficult to withstand. He felt as if he was falling into an abyss, where hope and lifeforces were gone forever.
If others were in his shoes, their wills would have broken. They would have given up. But Han Sen did not know what giving up meant. Beneath that pressure, his mind was still as hard as brushed steel, and he clung to the small amount of faith he had.
At a time like this, success was not achieved through strength. It wasn't about talent, either. It was all determined by a person's personality and the prior experiences that had shaped them.
If their personalities were weak, it did not matter how refined their skills were; their will would crumble. This was even true for super elites.
Even with a mind that was really strong, it was difficult to survive this sort of force.