Wu Shattered Star River

The Dao Principles of the God of Death couldn't fluctuate for no reason. There was only one explanation: the artifact spirit of the God of Death Palace was deliberately guiding him here.

What was it guiding him here to do?

There were only two possible outcomes: either use the Reaper's Scythe to kill him, or let him refine the Reaper's Scythe and take away this Emperor-level weapon.

Jiang Han pondered, and ultimately decided to give it a try!

He had no grudges against the artifact spirit of the God of Death Palace. He had comprehended many Laws of Death and deduced the Dao Principles of Death.

Under normal circumstances, the artifact spirit of the God of Death Palace should be close to him.

In the Heavenly Demon Palace, he had comprehended the Crossing the Azure Skies Divine Ability. The artifact spirit of the Heavenly Demon Palace had taken the initiative to appear, saying that if he stayed, he could obtain the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Great Emperor.

Moreover, if the artifact spirit of the God of Death Palace wanted to kill him, it wouldn't need to deliberately guide him here.

Wouldn't it be easier to directly activate the Reaper's Scythe to strike him? Artifact spirits had some intelligence, but they were still different from true living beings.

They wouldn't beat around the bush; in fact, they could be said to be very rigid.

Jiang Han's body flashed out of the Guanghan Palace. He held the Sky Restriction Divine Stone in his hand, and his other hand was ready to release the Star Shift at any time. At the same time, he condensed the Thunder God Armor, and a superior-grade spiritual artifact battle armor also appeared outside his body.

Only after making ample preparations did he slowly walk towards the black throne.

His steps were very slow, constantly sensing the surrounding fluctuations.

The hall was very quiet, with no signs of any danger.

Five hundred feet, one hundred feet, ten feet.

Jiang Han stood below the high platform, not sensing any danger.

He probed, but didn't find any powerful divine formations on the high platform either.

He gritted his teeth and lifted his leg to walk up the stone steps.

Safe!

He slowly ascended the stone steps, finally standing in front of the throne. Before him was the Reaper's Scythe, suspended in the air and slowly rotating.

The Reaper's Scythe was about seven feet long, completely black, with strange patterns on it. Dark golden energy currents wandered within the entire scythe, making it look extremely dazzling.

Standing in front of this scythe, Jiang Han felt a sense of palpitations for no reason.

It seemed that this blade represented the will of the God of Death. Anyone who touched it was equivalent to touching the God of Death.

"Hiss..."

Jiang Han took a deep breath, a trace of black energy appearing in his hand. This was the power of the Great Dao of Death. He slowly reached out his hand to grab the Reaper's Scythe.

"Buzz~"

The moment his hand grasped the scythe, the blade trembled violently, and a terrifying killing intent permeated from within.

At that moment, Jiang Han felt as if he was being pressed down by ten mountains, as if his internal organs were about to shatter and his body was about to be suppressed into a pulp.

"Buzz~"

At the critical moment, black mist was released from his body, which then condensed into strips of Death Dao Principles.

The moment the Death Dao Principles appeared, the aura on the Reaper's Scythe gradually weakened, no longer trembling violently, but instead swaying from side to side.

It seemed... to be getting closer to Jiang Han.

As expected!

Jiang Han breathed a sigh of relief, nodding secretly, his judgment was correct.

He had comprehended the Death Dao Principles, so the scythe mistook him for the Death Monarch, or a descendant of the Death Monarch? No longer resisting him, no longer releasing terrifying killing intent to suppress him.

"Buzz~"

The power of the Great Dao of Death in his hand permeated, and he began to pour it into the Reaper's Scythe. He wanted to refine this scythe and take it away.

Three hours!

He refined it for a full three hours before the scythe was completely refined by him.

As a black light soared into the sky from the scythe, the scythe trembled violently, and then a burst of energy suddenly swept out from within the scythe and entered Jiang Han's body.

He also had a mental connection with the Reaper's Scythe.

"Hmm..."

At this moment, Jiang Han's body trembled violently again. He suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the Reaper's Scythe with disbelief. He murmured, "This... how is this possible?"

He stared at the scythe in shock for a moment, then poured Xuan power into the scythe and shouted, "收 (Shōu)!"

"Buzz~"

The entire God of Death Palace trembled violently, all the walls shone with light, and then Jiang Han felt a flash of white light.

The hall in front of him disappeared, and he appeared on a pile of ruins.

"This..."

Jiang Han looked around, his face still filled with disbelief.

He held the Reaper's Scythe and soared into the air. After flying for a while, he finally believed what he saw.

"Buzz~"

He put the Reaper's Scythe into his space ring, took out the Guanghan Palace, and flashed inside.

He didn't stop and entered the Heavenly Beast Cauldron.

"What's wrong?"

Bu Shi saw Jiang Han's strange expression and asked in confusion, "What strange thing did Young Master encounter?"

Jiang Han opened a soundproof barrier and said, "I refined the Reaper's Scythe, and then discovered a strange thing—the Reaper's Scythe and the God of Death Palace are actually one, or rather, the God of Death Palace is inside the Reaper's Scythe!"

"What?"

Bu Shi was also stunned. If these words weren't spoken by Jiang Han, he wouldn't believe them no matter what.

The God of Death Palace was a palace, the bedroom where the Death Monarch resided.

The Reaper's Scythe was a divine weapon, the Death Monarch's weapon.

These two were completely unrelated, yet they were actually one?

"That is to say!"

Bu Shi was silent for a while, then his eyes lit up and he asked, "Young Master, you can now come out of the God of Death Palace at any time?"

"It's not coming out of the God of Death Palace!"

Jiang Han's hand lit up, and the Reaper's Scythe appeared. He said, "The God of Death Palace is inside the Reaper's Scythe, and has been taken by me. There is no God of Death Palace outside."

"Hmm..."

Bu Shi looked at the Reaper's Scythe, his heart surging with monstrous waves.

His lips蠕动 (rúdòng - moved slightly), and he asked uncertainly, "Young Master, is the God of Death Palace really inside?"

"Of course!"

Jiang Han said very affirmatively, "The space here isn't big enough. When we go out later, I can release the God of Death Palace for you to see!"

"Hmm?"

Although Shi Yun and the other two in the distance couldn't hear the conversation between Jiang Han and Bu Shi, the moment Jiang Han took out the Reaper's Scythe, their gazes were attracted.

Mainly because the aura within this scythe was too strong, making them feel suppressed and palpitation.

The three looked at each other. They had previously guessed that it might be in the God of Death Forbidden Land. Now, seeing the Reaper's Scythe, they all showed envious expressions.

This Reaper's Scythe, one of the strongest weapons in the world, was actually obtained by Jiang Han?

"Hoo hoo!"

Bu Shi took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart. He swallowed and said, "Young Master, this Reaper's Scythe is ridiculously strong, comparable to a divine weapon! The real value of this blade is not on the blade, but... the God of Death Palace!"

"What do you mean? Hmm..."

Jiang Han was still immersed in the strangeness of the Reaper's Scythe, and only woke up when Bu Shi said this.

His eyes lit up, and he said with excitement, "That's right, the real value of this blade lies in the God of Death Palace, in the Death Dao Principles within the God of Death Palace!"

"Even a Dao Integration expert can be trapped and die in this God of Death Palace. No one can kill me inside the God of Death Palace. Anyone who dares to come in to chase me will die!"

The more Jiang Han thought about it, the more excited he became. Bu Shi also became excited.

He never expected that Jiang Han would actually obtain the Reaper's Scythe. Refining the Reaper's Scythe wasn't a big deal, but he even took away the God of Death Palace...

"Old Bu, your divination is really accurate!"

Jiang Han gave a thumbs up and said with emotion, "The path to survival is indeed here. With the God of Death Palace, we can finally go out."

"We've been trapped here for more than a year, I don't know what the outside world has become? I don't know if Si Li has woken up..."