Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At the sa ti, in a residential area far away in Jiang City, inside a gloomy and dim room, the ambiance was eerie and terrifying.
Black cloth covered all sources of sunlight, and at the very center of the room, there was a pitch-black wooden table.
On the table, there lay a peculiarly shaped wooden object, entirely black, resembling a snake standing upright, emitting an exceptionally horrifying aura.
If one observed closely, one would notice that the black wood of this object bore a striking resemblance to the one Li Yidao held in his hand, but this one appeared more divine and was significantly larger, standing at about one ter in height.
The entire room’s floor was filled with countless white candles and nurous enigmatic symbols drawn on the ground.
It seed like a strange and occult ritual, sothing one could only find in books.
At the center of this vast array of symbols, surrounded by a mix of white and red candles, stood a bald old man.
He was clad in peculiar attire, similar to that of a monk, but with so peculiar differences that made it even more mysterious.
His eyes were tightly shut, and he kept muttering words under his breath, alternating between being tense and relaxed.
Suddenly, after furrowing his brows again, the old man abruptly opened his eyes wide, revealing an intense look of disbelief.
He shouted in amazent, “No! It can’t be! How is this possible!”
As he was about to climb up from the center of the enigmatic patterns, the old man beca overly frantic, disrupting the surrounding candlelight.
However, the mont he tried to get up, he froze in place, and then, with wide eyes, he collapsed to the ground with a loud thud.
The force of his fall made the ground emit a dull sound.
At the sa ti, at the room’s entrance, a man dressed similarly to the old man rushed in with an expression of fear and shouted, “Master! What’s wrong!”
Ignoring the candles that were starting to burn on the ground, the man hurriedly embraced his master.
But at this point, the old man’s eyes burst open, his breath almost dissipated, and in his final monts, he murmured, “I… regret…”
But…
But only a few hoarse words escaped his mouth before he closed his eyes and, evidently, took his last breath.
There was no sign of life remaining.
In his final monts of life, it seed as though he traversed through ti and saw a young man holding the sa wooden carving he used for his spell.
But behind that young man, there appeared a gigantic figure wielding a scythe.
The dark and eerie eyes of the figure deprived him of breath, and in a state of unwillingness and fear, his consciousness dissipated.
At the sa ti of the old man’s death, inside the cetery, the wooden snake in Li Yidao’s hand turned to ashes, disintegrating into a powdery substance that scattered in the wind.
As for Li Yidao himself, his face turned significantly paler.
F*ck!
He suffered a great loss!
Using the skill just now actually cost him 96 years of his lifespan!
What did that prove?
It ant the opponent still had 48 years of life left!
Li Yidao felt terrible!
It seed like he should use the Blade of Death skill sparingly in the future!
No one knew how much life the opponent still had left!
If the opponent turned out to be an elderly monster with a remaining lifespan of a hundred years, wouldn’t he be dood?
He shouldn’t assu that it was impossible!
He had already witnessed the bizarre nature of this world.
So, even if he encountered sothing that defied common sense, he wouldn’t be surprised!
In the cetery, the onlookers saw the situation with the wooden snake in Li Yidao’s hand and fell into silence.
This couldn’t be explained scientifically!
Did the occult really exist?
However, it was undeniably very strange!
After what seed like an eternity, everyone began to regain their composure. Huangpu Shengyun was the first to step forward, looking at Li Yidao.
“Li… Mr. Li, this… this…”
He didn’t know what to ask or what he should ask, but he wanted an answer.
If his composure weren’t strong enough, he might have started trembling.
Nevertheless, his face was exceptionally pale!
They had seen more than just the wooden snake statue in Li Yidao’s hand being crushed.
At the sa ti, what they saw was an even more bizarre image!
When Li Yidao used the skill just now, sothing happened, and he had no idea about this.
Whether he used the Blade of Death or the Hand of God, these skills would have certain effects on the people around him.
It would make others see things that couldn’t be explained by science.
For example, just now, it seed as if Li Yidao was enveloped in a black mist!
The most crucial point was that everyone seed to have seen a gigantic figure draped in a black robe appearing. In its hand was a massive scythe!
The Grim Reaper!
That was everyone’s first reaction!
However, Li Yidao himself didn’t see any of this!
If he had seen it, Li Yidao might have rembered sothing!
Looking at the stunned Huangpu Shengyun, Li Yidao calmly spoke, “It’s okay, it’s resolved.”
“Now we can open the grave. I’ve already found a suitable location nearby.
There’s no need to move far.’
“We just need to avoid the mountain peak right in front.”
“Yes, move it to 300 ters away to the left.” Li Yidao said with ease.
Li Yidao used the Location Detection.
After expending 96 years of his lifespan by using the Blade of Death, it felt like a breeze to use just under a year’s worth of lifespan to find a suitable grave location.
“Uh…” Huangpu Shengyun was montarily stunned.
Then he quickly nodded and said, “Alright, alright, I’ll arrange for people to start the construction right away!”
At this mont, Huangpu Shengyun’s attitude toward Li Yidao had undergone a complete transformation.
Previously, his respect for Li Yidao might have been more out of reverence for his own grandfather, Huangpu Qi.
In fact, Huangpu Qi had always protected his grandson from anything beyond the ordinary, shielding him from inexplicable phenona and avoiding any potential risks.
Even now, if it weren’t for the issue with Huangpu Shengyun’s father, Huangpu Qi wouldn’t have let his grandson seek Li Yidao’s help.
In Huangpu Qi’s mind, the matter would have ended once it reached him, and his descendants could lead a peaceful life.
But never could he have imagined that soone else would use the sa thod to harm him.
He was well aware of what had just happened.
Li Yidao’s father had warned him to be cautious, especially in the later stages, as others might try to seize the fruits of his thirty years of hard work. Thus, he had arranged for guards to watch over his ancestral grave.
But unexpectedly, soone still found a loophole.
If they hadn’t invited Li Yidao to help and discovered the situation, their family’s thirty years of glory and everything they had accumulated would have beco soone else’s gains.
Even his sacrifice would have been in vain, benefiting others at his expense.
It was a cunning sleight of hand, where he bore all the negative consequences while the one doing the trick reaped all the rewards.
Thankfully, everything had been resolved now, and he could leave in peace.
However, when Huangpu Qi looked at Li Yidao, he couldn’t help but entertain an unrealistic thought.
A glimr of hope flickered in his eyes.
After hesitating for a mont, he took a step forward and spoke with a respectful tone.
“Nephew Yidao, do you happen to know how much ti I have left in this life? Is there a way to extend it?”
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