The voice was peculiar, a little like a child babbling its first words.
By the time Xu Taiping reacted, the strange hand had vanished, and a piercing pain stabbed through his left eye, blood streaming incessantly from its corner.
He took out a bronze mirror and looked. A line of blood had appeared right in the center of his left pupil, as though it had sliced the pupil open.
But after a brief panic, a very strange thought suddenly arose in his mind-there was another pupil beneath that bloody line.
The instant that thought arose in his mind.
The bloody line across his left pupil abruptly split open, and another pupil truly appeared. The two pupils overlapped, making for an especially unnerving sight.
That strange hand gave me double pupils. What was its intention?
Just as Xu Taiping was thinking this, he suddenly noticed green rust spreading across the ordinary bronze mirror in his hand at a speed visible to the naked eye. It then corroded little by little, until it crumbled into copper fragments.
This... did that strange hand give me its divine power?!
After a moment of stunned silence, Xu Taiping nearly exclaimed aloud.
Buzzzz...
Before Xu Taiping could enjoy his delight for long, a buzzing suddenly filled his ears, just like the Soul Weeping Affliction he had suffered while practicing Sword Flight in earlier years.
"Urgh! ..."
Only the pain this time was far more intense than it had been then.
Gulp, gulp, gulp...
Enduring the pain that felt as though his divine soul were being torn apart, Xu Taiping took out his wine gourd and poured nearly half a gourd of diluted Dragon Gall Wine down his throat in one go. Only then did he recover somewhat.
Compared with that pain just now, the side effects