Those eyes were suffused with the color of chaos, lofty and devoid of any trace of emotion.
They were merely a product woven from rules and order, and their gaze settled upon Shi Qingyun.
No one present seemed to notice the blood-red eye that filled half the sky. Only No Life, who was constantly battering the world barrier, sensed something.
The barrier beneath his hands seemed inexplicably thicker, and the passage beneath his feet shook. Yet when he looked around, he discovered nothing.
After watching for a while, that blood-red eye slowly vanished.
Feeling the power within his body become abundant once more, Shi Qingyun slowly rose from the river of Dao.
Whoosh-
He exhaled deeply. The chaotic light in his eyes slowly faded, and as divine power circulated within him, the sound of a rushing river resounded throughout the void.
Clang, clang-
Accompanied by a crisp ringing, a gleam of sword light slowly shot out of the river of Dao beneath his feet.
A Chaos Longsword covered in his flesh and blood slowly appeared before him, emanating an exceedingly muddled consciousness.
"Did you develop consciousness after being stained with my flesh and blood?"
"This is your good fortune, too!"
"From now on, you shall be called-Slashing Body."
Shi Qingyun seized the sword's hilt, and it immediately let out a series of tremulous chimes, as though cheering at the name he had bestowed upon it.
"Then next, the Dao-Slaying Tribulation should be coming!"
As his words fell, everything before him dissolved like dreams and bubbles, and a veil of mist obscured his sight.
When he opened his eyes again, he discovered that, at some unknown point, he had been chained to an Execution Platform.
His limbs were tightly bound. Above his head hung a snow-white Executioner's Blade, poised to fall,