Chapter 1404 Memory Loss

I stared with my eyes wide open, full of astonishment.

The Soul-Slaying Blade was recognized by blood. No one else in this world can use it except me, unless a being infinitely more powerful than me appears and forcibly erases the connection between me and the Soul-Slaying Blade, and then recognizes it as the master again.

"Could it be that the connection between me and the Soul-Slaying Blade has been erased? But this... How is it possible!"

With the strength of the hunchbacked old man, it is impossible to do this. If he could really do it, then when he dealt with Mu Yunxi and me before, he would not have suppressed the two of us, but would have killed us both in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yunxi frowned when he saw that my face was not right: "Has something happened?"

I nodded: "The connection between me and the Soul-Slaying Sword has been cut off."

"The connection has been cut off? How is this possible!" Mu Yunxi obviously couldn't believe it. After all, the Soul-Slaying Sword is the token of the head of my lineage of the Yin people. For us, the descendants of the Yin people, the status of the Soul-Slaying Sword is even higher than the Yin Chai Order. After all, the Yin Chai Order is issued by the underworld, and even if it is lost, it can be claimed again. But the Soul-Slaying Sword is our own thing in our lineage of the Yin people, and it is a divine weapon. If it is lost, my master will skin me alive when he comes back from the underworld, right?

"Is it possible... that the Soul-Severing Blade has been hidden?" Mu Yunxi suddenly narrowed his eyes and said something that shocked me.

"Hidden? Do you mean... that a specific magic weapon or formation barrier was used to block the connection between me and the Soul-Severing Blade?" I looked at Mu Yunxi and asked.

"That's right." She nodded: "It is indeed difficult to erase your mark on the Soul-Slaying Sword, but it is easy to hide the Soul-Slaying Sword. And that old guy is good at using the domain, so it is even easier for him to hide it." What

Mu Yunxi said made sense. I took a deep breath, calmed my heart, then stood up and said, "Let's go back to that small village and have a look."

As the saying goes, it's better to be safe than sorry. Even if the hunchbacked old man can't erase the mark on the Soul-Slaying Sword now, no one can say whether he can do it in the future. Therefore, in order to avoid any trouble, I plan to go to the small village now and find the old man. Even if I can't kill him, I will take the Soul-Slaying Sword back.

"Now?" Mu Yunxi suddenly smiled coldly and said, "Although I am also anxious, but not as anxious as you. Zhang Qianyu, do you think that we can really be the opponent of that old guy just by relying on brute force? Although I am unwilling to bear it, I have to admit that the old guy is indeed quite capable. However, in terms of pure strength, he is far inferior to you and me. His real strength is the realm of truth. Have you figured out how to break that realm?"

These words made me freeze up, and I put down the step I was about to take.

I frowned and said, "He was almost drained of blood by the Soul-Slaying Knife. He must be extremely weak now."

"Oh, do you think others are fools and will wait for you to hit him?" Mu Yunxi gave me a look of disdain, then his figure flashed and he lay on the branch again. He took a sip from the wine gourd and said, "After I figure out how to break his realm of truth, let alone he is seriously injured and weak, even if he is at his peak, he is not my opponent. So... since you can't locate the Soul-Slaying Knife, you just stay quiet and don't disturb me while I'm thinking."

"..." The corner of my mouth twitched when I heard that, and I thought to myself, what the hell, I didn't know who it was just now, and I was in a hurry to get back at him, but why is he so calm now?

However, Mu Yunxi's words did wake me up.

The hunchbacked old man is strong in his realm of truth. Once he loses the realm of truth, let alone Mu Yunxi, as long as I get close to him, the old guy will surely die.

But, how can this so-called realm of truth be cracked?

I looked at Mu Yunxi, who was lying on the tree branch, drinking in the evening breeze, shook my head, and then turned and walked towards the thatched house.

However, at this moment, Wang Wanzhi suddenly came out of another thatched house. When she saw me, her eyes lit up and she said, "Brother Qianyu, my brother is awake. I asked you to come over."

"Wang Qian is awake?" I didn't say anything and quickly got into the thatched house. Then I saw that Wang Qian was leaning against the tree trunk with a weak face, staring at the night sky above his head through the cracks in the thatched house.

After hearing the noise, he turned his head to look at me, grinned and said, "Qian Yu, I didn't expect you to come to the northwest. Unfortunately, I can't fulfill my duty as a host."

"How do you feel?" I asked in a low voice.

As my voice fell, I also came in front of Wang Qian, but when I saw Wang Qian's expression with the help of the hazy moonlight, my heart skipped a beat.

"How did it become like this?"

Wang Qian looked tired, with big dark circles around his eyes, and his cheeks were dry and shriveled, loosely attached to his gums. His whole face almost slumped, and there was no energy in his eyes.

You know, Wang Qian is a master of physical training, and his blood and qi are extremely strong. But now, he even gives people a feeling of being hollowed out. His face is full of fatigue, as if he is seriously ill.

Wang Qian saw the surprise in my eyes, smiled bitterly, and said, "I don't know why it has become like this. I just feel... very tired and can't cheer up. Moreover, the blood and qi in my body are severely depleted. That feeling... is as if something is devouring my blood and qi!"

This sentence directly shocked me. I stood up and lifted the clothes covering Wang Qian. Then I saw that the eyes and mouth painted on his body were still there.

And at the moment of lifting the clothes, I seemed to see... the mouth moved.

"Could it be that... Wang Qian's blood and qi were devoured by this thing?" I was shocked, and then turned to ask Wang Wanzhi: "Why haven't you wiped it off yet?"

"I wiped it, but, but it can't be wiped off." Wang Wanzhi said with red eyes.

"Can't be wiped off?" I frowned, then looked at Wang Qian and asked: "Tell me, what exactly happened to you and your group?"

However, what I never expected was that Wang Qian actually shook his head and then said: "I... don't remember anything!"