Distress: Nilong Changming Knife is Invisible

Chapter 1307 1306. Eye of Death
"My dear brother, I cannot say that I am responsible for all the crimes committed by the Central Plains martial arts world, but I still have to take care of the ones I encounter."

"If you want to take action, just come on."

"Why don't you tell me why you killed someone?"

"unnecessary."

"Ok."

Dao Wuxing said this and took a step forward.

Sirius' figure flashed and a cold blade light suddenly appeared!
"Have you ever seen the tears of death?"

Sirius spoke coldly, and the lone star of the Grim Reaper's scythe had already hooked towards the invisible neck of the knife!

"I've never seen it before. Can the god of death cry?"

When Dao Wuxing's voice came out, his fingers were already on the long handle of Lone Star. With a slight flick and a twist, Lone Star inexplicably came into his palm.

Sirius only felt a flash before his eyes, and the Lone Star inexplicably flew out of his hand. With a breeze blowing past, his body and martial arts were suddenly sealed!
This!
How is it possible!

Sirius, who was calm inside, couldn't help but be shocked at this moment!

When Yanwangsuo saw Sirius's reaction, he felt secretly happy and thought to himself that you have finally met your fate... But then he felt sad. No matter how miserable Sirius was, he was at most the same as himself. How could he be much stronger?

And now he doesn't have to worry about the Lone Star, the second half of the Mysterious Mirror of Death, and the Seed of Hope.

Or maybe we can still fight for it?
"Master Xiezun, this guy is called Sirius, and he is another descendant of the God of Death. The second half of the God of Death's Secret Book is in his hands. Please let me help you find it!"

"No need."

Dao Wuxing had no idea what Yanwangsuo was thinking, so without waiting for him to rush forward, he just lightly hooked his finger, causing half of the book to fly out of Sirius' arms.

Yan Wangsuo certainly couldn't give up, and continued, "Master Xiezun, then let me translate the dead country language in the second half of the book for you?"

"Okay."

Dao Wuxing nodded, flipped through the book using the quantum reading method, then shuffled the order of all the characters from the Dead Country that he didn't recognize and projected them onto the magical light screen.

When Yanwangsuo saw this, his face suddenly fell, knowing that all his efforts were in vain.

But he could neither regret nor slack off, so he could only translate for Dao Wuxing with a look of despair on his face.

After a long time, Yan Wangsuo translated all the words. Dao Wuxing asked again to make sure it was correct, then nodded and said, "Very good, Yan Wangsuo, you can go."

"Master Xiezun, do you have no more use for me?"

Yanwangsuo really wanted to spread his wings and fly away, but he was a little reluctant... He wanted to see if Dao Wuxing could make the Seed of Hope bloom, so that he could give up this idea completely.

"You can go look for the Horn of Hope. If you find it, I can let you blow it first."

"Thank you... Master Xiezun."

Yan Wangsuo thanked him profusely but nearly choked himself to death. He found the horn of hope, but he was only allowed to blow it once?
Isn’t that too overbearing?
And how stupid is he to not just run away after blowing the trumpet?
Yanwangsuo complained inwardly and made up his mind that he must find the Horn of Hope, terminate the contract, and then run as far away as possible so that Daowuxing would never be able to collect the three treasures of the God of Death in his lifetime.

Yanwangsuo left angrily, and Daowuxing then looked towards Sirius.

"You still have the power of death in you."

Sirius looked at Dao Wuxing coldly without answering. He was not angry, nor was he unwilling or resentful. He had no emotions or desires. Bai Xiaocha's kindness was the only curiosity he had after the god of death took away his emotions.

His state made Dao Wuxing think of someone.

That was the bloodthirsty person whose hatred and murderous intent he had sealed.

The situations of these two people are very similar, except that Death did something even more ruthless. He took away all of Sirius' emotions, then left one of his eyes to Sirius, and gave him the seed of hope, letting Sirius wait for the seed to bloom.

Back then, when the God of Death was playing around in the human world, he was puzzled by the choices humans made due to emotions. Gradually, he was attracted to emotions themselves, only to find that he himself had no emotions at all.

At that time, he ended the game in the human world in disappointment, and wanted to open the door to the kingdom of the dead and lead the kingdom of the dead to attack the human world.

But at the last moment, he met a woman who made a bet with him that he would never fall in love with her.

If he loses, he will have to give up opening the gate to the Land of the Dead.

If he wins, he will give up opening the gates to the Land of the Dead for his beloved.

This was a common trick used by the god of death. How could he not see that this was a gamble that could not be won?

But he took the bet anyway and lost to the woman.

Because this woman made him realize that he also has feelings - not being able to have feelings is the saddest feeling.

So the God of Death gave up everything and left the world. Before leaving, he took away Sirius's feelings and gave Sirius his eyes, in which he shed a tear for that woman.

This is why Sirius asked, "Have you ever seen the tears of death?"

Dao Wuxing came in front of Sirius and covered his eyes with one hand. His soul consciousness penetrated his spiritual body and locked onto another strange fluctuation hidden within the fluctuation of his spiritual consciousness.

As the saying goes, all things in the world trace their origins and all end up in the same place. The way the god of death hides his eyes is quite similar to the Japanese artifact. Ordinary people simply cannot distinguish this power that has been integrated into the soul.

The knife is invisible but it is not difficult to capture its power fluctuations.

The configuration of this power is even more complex than the power of death on Luohou's ring. However, this time Dao Wuxing is not going to eliminate it, but to separate it from Sirius's spirit.

Dao Wuxing can fully distinguish the fluctuations of the Sirius spirit body, and can also completely distinguish it from the fluctuations of the Eye of Death.

Then it would not be too difficult to separate it, or to say, to separate the spirit of Sirius.

After a long time, Dao Wuxing's palm suddenly released a gray aura, which continuously condensed into the characters of the Dead Country and injected into Sirius' body. Soon, his body surface was covered with strange runes.

Then, Sirius' body inexplicably moved backwards, and his eyes left Dao's invisible palm.

And in front of the invisible palm of the knife, there appeared an eye.

This eye looked nothing special, but in Dao's invisible perception, this eye was infinitely enlarged until it was like a mountain, staring at him and gradually swallowing him up.

In reality, it was the power of death emanating from this eye that gradually wrapped the knife invisibly, trying to penetrate into his soul and go straight through his sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Dao's invisible body inexplicably moved horizontally and escaped from the clutches of the power of death. Only a wisp of soul consciousness remained, which came into contact with the power of death.

In his perception, his soul consciousness entered the wonderful secret realm woven by the power of death.

This secret realm is not reality, but like the world of consciousness, it is created based on the thoughts in the eyes of the god of death.

(End of this chapter)