Yu Hongzhi's completely carbonized body was still burning with Amaterasu black flames.
The divine fire from hell greedily devoured every inch of its target's matter.
The carbonized body was also slowly sublimating at extremely high temperatures.
Only that strange sword, with its bizarre blade and colorful hilt, isolated all the Amaterasu black flames.
"No, it's not isolated!"
Huo Yuhao realized as he approached that all the Amaterasu black flames that came near the sword had been silently erased.
"But Amaterasu black flames aren't matter, they're energy!"
"Can this sword even erase energy?!" "
That person is already dead, so why does this sword still exist?"
Huo Yuhao secretly rejoiced. If he hadn't used his cheat ability so powerfully, he would have really messed up this time.
Next time he encounters this situation, he will definitely use Amaterasu first and Tsukuyomi to control it.
Question Sasuke, mock Sasuke, understand Sasuke, and finally join Sasuke.
Amaterasu is really useful. In his hands, this ability has finally successfully killed someone, achieved a feat, and is no longer just an assist.
However, to be fair, a blade capable of obliterating matter and energy was something he had never heard of before. He
had never encountered a similar theory in his previous life; it was a completely unknown realm.
"Dreams..."
After their exchange, he had discovered a strong connection between his enemy's martial spirit and dreams.
The [Dream] authority was one of his three great authorities.
He clearly understood how to improve his control over the [Understanding] and [Imagination] authorities—
discovering new knowledge, drawing new items through lotteries.
But the [Dream] authority's requirement to weave a dream kingdom was something he had absolutely no clue about.
His Kaleidoscope Eyes' only ability related to dreams so far was the Root Kingdom.
Huo Yuhao dared not use this ability lightly; it was a life-saving skill that consumed a great deal of energy.
Thus, Huo Yuhao knew very little about the [Dream] authority.
This blade was clearly connected to dreams, and it was very likely the key to unlocking the [Dream] authority.
Returning to the present, Huo Yuhao had already approached the still-burning charcoal.
"Kagoto-no-Mikoto!"
The sword-shaped pattern in Huo Yuhao's eyes began to spin.
The inextinguishable Amaterasu black flames began to dissipate,
revealing a pile of black ash. The air was filled with the smell of burnt coals, and the sword stood beside the ash.
Moreover, it was dissolving the ground at a visible speed, slowly falling.
"Dude, don't tell me this thing might pierce straight to the Earth's core if left unattended?"
Huo Yuhao was a little anxious. He didn't dare to directly touch the sword. If he got contaminated by something, he could only hope that the Land of Roots could resist the dream transformation. Judging
from the fact that even the Soul Emperor
couldn't withstand this sword, his soul power was probably no match for its terrifying power.
Huo Yuhao was unwilling to give up the key that was so close. If he missed this opportunity, he would have to rely on hunting soul beasts with relevant characteristics in the future if he wanted to access the power of dreams again.
"Mental power is useless."
First, he tried to communicate with the sword using his most proficient mental power.
Obviously, this thing was not a Zanpakuto; communication was useless.
Mental energy was obliterated upon approach; the entire blade was a black hole of perception.
"Soul power?"
Next was the pitifully small amount of soul power within him. Unsurprisingly, it was slapped away by the blade before it could even get close.
"Heh, quite arrogant."
"Let Brother Huo see if your development is normal."
The blade maintained its cold refusal, slowly sinking into the ground.
The colorful light bands intertwined and danced on the hilt, carrying a hint of mockery in the air.
Now Huo Yuhao was somewhat at a loss; he seemed to have no ability to counter this blade.
Seeing that most of the blade was already embedded in the ground, Huo Yuhao suddenly remembered that he had another type of energy he could use:
entropy force generated by reversing soul power.
The disordered, chaotic, and uncontrollable entropy force seemed somewhat similar to the symbolic meaning of this blade.
Dreams are always chaotic, a product of life's boundless imagination of the world.
They are a tapestry of bizarre and fantastical elements.
Chaos and uncontrollability are also characteristics of dreams.
Thinking this, Huo Yuhao felt it was worth a try. He had no other options, and since he was already here, he couldn't leave empty-handed.
"Reversal Technique, activate!"
His right hand began to be wrapped with dense blue runes, mysterious and noble.
Then, the sparse soul power within him began to reverse, order turning into chaos.
Grayish-black entropy appeared in his right hand, which Huo Yuhao barely managed to control with a large amount of mental energy. As
soon as this entropy appeared, the surrounding air began to tear apart, emitting a piercing sound. The surrounding blue silver grass all bowed their bodies, as if they had seen a natural enemy.
Unknown bat-like soul beasts in the sky also rampaged through the night, all life instinctively moving away from this energy.
It was like students actively avoiding their homeroom teacher on the street.
Huo Yuhao's face was pale. He covered his right hand with entropy, using a mental barrier to prevent it from touching his body.
Then he extended his right hand, cautiously approaching the hilt formed by the interwoven bands of colored light. He was certain that
if the sword showed no reaction, he would immediately withdraw, never touching it.
When his right hand was only a finger's width from the hilt
, the sword, which had been aloof and exuding a terrifying aura, suddenly trembled violently.
Despite being a lifeless sword, Huo Yuhao felt it emanating a strong yearning, like a traveler in the desert finding a spring of sweet water.
As if it had eyes, seeing that Huo Yuhao wasn't touching it, it anxiously tilted the hilt, touching his right hand covered in entropy energy.
Huo Yuhao was startled and tried to withdraw his right hand, but found it seemed glued to the sword.
He couldn't pull it back.
Then, the entropy energy in his hand was rapidly absorbed by the hilt, and the sword began to emit a colored halo.
"Damn it, not enough entropy energy."
Huo Yuhao, who didn't have much soul power to begin with, naturally couldn't convert much entropy energy.
Seeing the entropy energy in his hand dwindling, and the hilt slowly approaching his hand,
Huo Yuhao panicked.
Fortunately, the knife seemed to possess a true sense of self, and upon noticing that Huo Yuhao's soul power was exhausted, it proactively stopped absorbing entropy.
After the suction force on his hand disappeared, he hurriedly withdrew his right hand and gasped for breath.
He watched as the knife, which had begun to emit a colorful halo, underwent some changes.
The colorful light band forming the hilt slowly contracted and compressed until it burst into white light.
Within that white light, surging colorful waves were revealed, layer upon layer, a bizarre phenomenon only found in dreams.
Moreover, the terrifying aura of annihilation was no longer present on the hilt.
Huo Yuhao felt that the knife was actually conveying affectionate emotions to him,
wanting him to take the hilt willingly.
After a slight hesitation, he still chose to step forward, grasp the hilt, and pull the knife from the ground.
"It really succeeded!"
The knife hadn't erased Huo Yuhao as well; instead, it had proactively transmitted some information to him.
"Gray, delicious."
"The person and the knife like it."
Huo Yuhao's lips twitched.
"Goodness, you really do have self-awareness."
"Awesome."
However, Huo Yuhao noticed another problem: this knife was too flashy, attracting a lot of attention wherever he went.
"Um, knife?"
"Could it be a little darker? It's a bit too flashy."
The knife first conveyed a sense of doubt, then, as if understanding, the entire knife began to dissolve into bubbles.
The bubbles gradually entered his right hand until a colorful knife-shaped tattoo appeared on the back of his hand.
"The person is done."
Huo Yuhao looked at his right hand, able to feel that he could summon the knife at any time.
"Now I can't take the civil service exam."
(End of Chapter)