Chapter Sixty-Three: The Crystal of Resentment, Contact with the Eyeball

Lord of the Crimson Mist Nine Mile Long Street 1279 words 2026-03-06 08:53:34

The placement of the fifth nail was troubling.

At present, it had fused with the second nail, and he believed that within a few days, all five would be completely merged.

At this moment, Mu Chen calculated his current sanity points.

He had just used the Source of Turbidity six times, which meant he now had 8 sanity points left.

After careful consideration, Mu Chen decided that it was better to endure short pain rather than let it linger, so he struck while the iron was hot and attempted to fuse the third Soul Suppressing Nail!

The familiar procedure of dripping blood, the familiar process of the nail drawing out his strength.

But this time, it was accompanied by a nauseating dizziness and a host of negative effects.

Fortunately, after half an hour, the third Soul Suppressing Nail had fully fused, and the tattoo appeared on his right leg without any unexpected incidents...

Staring at the tattoo on his leg, Mu Chen sighed.

If the fifth nail were to appear in a place it absolutely shouldn’t, he would rather choose never to fuse the fifth one in his lifetime.

In other words,

If a Soul Suppressing Nail tattoo really appeared on certain parts of the body,

That would be a lifelong misery, even though this “nail” was not quite that kind of nail.

“……”

Shaking off these distracting thoughts, Mu Chen lay on his bed, waiting for his sanity to recover.

He estimated that he had only 2 sanity points left, and it would take another ten hours to rid himself of the negative effects.

Clearly, having just climbed out of bed not long ago, lying here like a useless lump waiting to recover was not what he wanted.

He took out the Resentment Crystal from his backpack, not forgetting the use of this bizarre material.

That was...

To communicate with the contained artifact!

[You realize this is a rare opportunity; if you wish to unlock other abilities of the contained artifact, you must close the eyes of your soul and discover its essence!]

[You find that arranging the Resentment Crystals in a specific formation is far more effective than simply absorbing them.]

After this information appeared,

A diagram resembling a hexagram surfaced in Mu Chen’s mind.

Though the diagram lingered in his mind for only a few seconds, thanks to his photographic memory, he quickly recreated it on the floor using the Resentment Crystals.

The room fell into silence.

Once he closed the door, Mu Chen sat cross-legged before the formation and slowly shut his eyes.

When he opened them again, his pupils had turned black, and the Resentment Crystals arranged on the ground seemed to ignite, transforming into trails of red mist.

Yet these wisps of mist hovered in the air, maintaining the shape of the hexagram, and directly above the formation, a strand of vapor so subtle as to be invisible to the naked eye was slowly drifting into Mu Chen’s eyes...

……

……

At this moment—

Mu Chen’s world was plunged into darkness.

Infinite and boundless; apart from the darkness, it seemed that nothing else existed in this world.

Mu Chen tried to move, but it was as though invisible chasms surrounded him, leaving him motionless.

“What am I supposed to do?!”

He could see nothing, nor could he move! The current predicament made him anxious.

He recalled the earlier hint.

“Close the eyes of your soul and discover its essence?”

He muttered to himself. Although he didn’t quite know what the eyes of the soul were, he chose to close his physical eyes.

And the moment his eyes shut,

Mu Chen found he could “see” his surroundings with perfect clarity!

Eyes. Everywhere, nothing but eyes, all staring with emotionless gazes.

“Thank goodness I don’t have trypophobia...”

As he rejoiced, he realized that these visions seemed to be generated directly in his mind.

Although the images were unsettling, they didn’t make him feel threatened.