Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 289 - 244 Death Omen Law

Now, Wu Hen only needed to concentrate and stare at an area, and then all the objects in that area would become clear and precise, just like through a magnifier.

However, farsightedness was just a basic ability of Visual Spiritual Awakeners, and the dynamics of the surrounding moving objects would also slow down.

Yes, the senses presented in his own brain had indeed slowed down.

Like the eyes of a fly, the dynamics they saw in the world were slow, which is why humans, not being fast enough and without predicting, could not possibly catch a fly with their bare hands, as human movements appeared in slow motion from the fly’s perspective.

His farsightedness was roughly sixteen times, which meant he could see a target about five kilometers away.

Slow vision was about twice as slow, meaning that an enemy’s overly swift attack at close range would turn to 0.5x speed.

Of course, given the enemies Wu Hen was now facing, this 0.5x speed slowdown was still as fast as lightning. He needed a three-sense interaction to fully discern the enemy’s actions. His current slow vision of Spiritual Vision was just assisting his hearing and taste.

This First Rank Spiritual Vision’s ability was just these two functions, sadly lacking.

X-ray ability was formed by Wu Hen’s interaction between hearing and taste. If he blocked other perceptions, Spiritual Vision alone could not achieve it.

Wu Hen had also experienced Fan Chen’s Third Rank Spiritual Vision, which would block all irrelevant information and automatically search for dangerous information around, prominently marking it in red in his vision, just like wearing a thermal imager, somewhat ignoring obstacles...

"If I reached Third Rank Spiritual Vision, even the extermination of high-dimensional insects could be countered to some extent. But before then, all methods of high-dimensional insects are beyond my understanding and response," he said. Stay connected via novelbuddy

Including now, Wu Hen felt as if he were "height restricted."

He had been warned by Wind Marquis before.

Now he had collaborated with Cai Huang to kill Jiao Zhu.

Clearly, the high-dimensional insects had already focused on him and cast a shadowy gaze that suppressed his perceptual evolution.

How did they do it?

Why did this shadowy gaze act like electronic shackles, appearing whenever his body showed signs of breakthrough and utterly shattering his thoughts!

Looking up at the Dark Domain’s long sky, Wu Hen no longer saw the glittering and euphoric Star River, but a vast and boundless shadow within which cold and noble eyes mercilessly looked down upon him, occasionally revealing a hint of playful and teasing smirk!

Wu Hen could not see where the adversary was, yet he was ceaselessly violated by their gaze.

"Second Rank Spiritual Sense could discern, I remember back in Yinzhou, Mingyi’s Spiritual Vision was able to identify those white Yin Ants, but to the rest of us, those ants looked just like rendered images in a video game," he said.

Wu Hen had observed the Red Tide for a long time; he was still unable to discern what substance it was made of.

Similarly, if he encountered enemies using some powerful divine skills in battle, these skills could be a Blood Evil Mist, or a blindingly bright light, or possibly sneaky and sinister...

If he could not discern the substance of these enemy divine skills, he would only be able to retreat, unable to countermove by move.

This Red Port, truly like cold iron bars.

"I wonder how Chief Li’s progress is going," he said.

Wu Hen gave up on breaking through his Spiritual Vision; he closed his eyes and simply began meditating.

Suddenly, a thick, vibrant red like thousands of waterfalls pouring down surged in his mind, startling Wu Hen into abruptly opening his eyes!

His breathing suddenly became rapid.

His body inexplicably chilled.

Wu Hen subconsciously thought it was the murderous intent from the high-dimensional insects, but this blood omen quickly dissipated.

Wu Hen immediately checked on Little Yi’s condition inside him.

Little Yi was still deep in sleep, showing no signs of alertness.

"Young master, why... why is your forehead getting darker again??" At this moment, River Girl Qiaqia, who brought some snacks, looked at Wu Hen’s face and said with some confusion.

"Darker again?" Wu Hen immediately walked to the mirror and saw that his complexion was very poor, and his forehead was purplish-black.

"And your hand, look at this lifeline, it’s also black!" River Girl Qiaqia pointed at the palm of Wu Hen’s hand and said.

Wu Hen raised his right hand and examined it closely.

This purplish-black lifeline, which was starkly different from usual, looked like he had been poisoned—very exaggerated!

Could it be, had he crossed the patience threshold of the high-dimensional insects, and they were finally about to deal with him?

"I seem to have another blood disaster, but nothing happened last time," Wu Hen tried to calm himself down.

Something wasn’t quite right.

If the high-dimensional insects wanted to kill him, why would they limit his perceptual evolution, why not just take action?

This didn’t quite make sense.

"Right, you shook hands and said goodbye to Chang Huan of the Hao Clan last time, and the blood disaster emerged," River Girl Qiaqia mentioned.

"What did you say?" he asked.

"Last time the blood disaster appeared, you hid and focused on cultivating, which seemed to have passed it by. But this time, not only is your forehead darkening, but this lifeline is as black as if you’ve touched coal. It might be hard to avoid this time!" River Girl Qiaqia spoke earnestly.

"No, you just mentioned that my last blood disaster occurred when saying goodbye to Chang Huan of the Hao Clan?" Wu Hen asked.

"Yes, what about it?" River Girl Qiaqia replied.

"I was fine, but soon after, Chang Huan died," Wu Hen said.

"It seems so," River Girl Qiaqia nodded, then her face filled with alarm as she realized something, "Does young master mean, that last blood omen wasn’t yours, but perhaps foretold the blood disaster for Chang Huan?"

Wu Hen took a deep breath; the River Girl’s words had indeed awoken him—Little Yi might have already evolved the Death Omen Law.

This Death Omen Law was not manifest.

He clearly remembered that right when he shook hands to bid farewell to Chang Huan, the blood omen had appeared immediately.

"Could there be a possibility that this blood omen belongs to Chang Huan, and not me?" Wu Hen said.

"Then... then it has appeared again, who have you been in contact with recently? It couldn’t be me, could it?" River Girl Qiaqia immediately frightened, her face turned pale.

Wu Hen shook his head; he immediately recalled a similar scenario.

Not long ago, he had shaken hands to bid farewell to Li Feng.

At that time, Wu Hen had also sincerely wished that Li Feng and the Human Clan elites would successfully complete the plan to incorporate the Longevity Sect.

Since then, Wu Hen had always had a bad premonition; it was very likely that the blood omen had manifested at that time, but he had not noticed it!

"Death Omen, Death Omen, the omen of death..." Wu Hen had felt something odd before.

Initially, when the Hao Clan’s Ark was destroyed, such a blood omen had appeared on him.

Now, the same blood omen had emerged, making it hard not to associate it with the prediction of the Human Clan’s demise!

"Qiaqia, go get a few chickens, then choose one to stew, but don’t tell me which one," Wu Hen immediately said to Qiaqia.

River Girl Qiaqia was full of confusion; she didn’t understand Wu Hen’s thinking. Could it be that in their hometown tradition, whether encountering a happy event or a disaster, they must enjoy a good meal, but eating chicken wasn’t considered especially good cuisine?

"Hurry, I need to conduct a Law experiment!" Wu Hen said.

River Girl Qiaqia immediately ran off, beginning to search for chickens everywhere.

In Red Port, which was barren, seafood was plentiful, but finding a few chickens was quite difficult.

Fortunately, other territories of the Human Clan Force also had these poultry; River Girl Qiaqia went and bought several, then immediately returned carrying a large chicken cage.

Bringing the chicken cage before Wu Hen, he began his extremely baffling performance.

He reached out and one by one grasped the chickens’ feet, muttering words as if offering some kind of prayer while holding their feet...

"You can go select one to stew now; we’ll have that for dinner," Wu Hen indicated.

River Girl Qiaqia didn’t dare ask more, feeling that Wu Hen possessed some sort of sorcery that required sacrificing chickens.

Following Wu Hen’s request, River Girl Qiaqia skillfully killed a chicken, plucked it, and added some yams to enhance the aroma.

Soon, Wu Hen entered the kitchen, his face carrying a complex expression as he glanced at the feathers all over the floor.

"Exactly!!" Wu Hen suddenly exclaimed.

River Girl was startled, and the freshly cleaned chicken fell to the ground.

"Master, are you alright?" River Girl Qiaqia asked.

"The Death Omen Law has indeed evolved; the blood omen is not my blood omen!" Wu Hen mumbled to himself like a mad artist before rushing out of the kitchen.

"Master, will you still come back for the chicken soup??" River Girl Qiaqia called after him.

"Drink some chicken feathers!" Wu Hen’s voice drifted in the air.

River Girl Qiaqia paused, then could only go to the kitchen to pick up and cook the chicken feathers; Master’s tastes were getting stranger by the day.

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Now, Wu Hen could no longer care about the previous agreement.

He had to confirm one more thing.

No matter how far Chief Li had advanced the incorporation plan, Wu Hen had to intervene forcefully!

Heading toward a deserted island, Wu Hen knew this location was Chief Li’s secret observation point to command the attack on Longevity Island, including the Twelve Zodiac Beasts which were also hidden on this deserted island.

Breaking into the deserted island base, Wu Hen didn’t care about the interference and burst in front of Li Feng.

Inside the base, Li Feng was analyzing the layout of the entire Longevity Island.

There was no one else around him; seeing Wu Hen break in, he looked surprised.

Pushing up his glasses, Li Feng asked in confusion, "Didn’t we agree that you wouldn’t get involved?"

"Give me your hand," Wu Hen said.

Li Feng became even more puzzled but still extended his hand.

Without needing another handshake, Wu Hen could clearly see a black, poison-thread-like Death Omen emerging on Chief Li’s palm, while Chief Li’s forehead was also dark. Wu Hen only needed to look carefully to notice a Death Butterfly lying on Chief Li’s forehead!

Forehead Death Butterfly!!!

"What exactly is going on?" Chief Li, noticing Wu Hen’s unprecedentedly solemn face, softened his voice.

"Abort the plan, abort it immediately!" Wu Hen told Chief Li.

"Are you sure?" Chief Li’s face showed surprise.

"Although you are a scientist, you must now believe in my mysticism. I have evolved a Law that allows me to see other people’s Death Omens..." Wu Hen said,

"In the plan to incorporate the Longevity Sect, you are definitely doomed to die!!"