Chapter 57: Soul Awakening, the Power of Death!
As Luo Chen’s martial soul continued to transform this huge amount of blood and energy, a strange feeling suddenly emerged from his mind. Suddenly, everything around him seemed to be still. His thoughts gradually dissipated uncontrollably, and his consciousness also sank…

In this strange feeling, after an unknown amount of time, Luo Chen’s consciousness finally gradually recovered, but what came into view at this moment was not his familiar dormitory, but darkness.

“This is?”

Feeling this pitch-black space where there was no light at all and even no perception of time, Luo Chen’s mind was awakened from confusion, and he looked around anxiously.

This was the first time he had encountered such a strange situation since he awakened his martial soul. In this dark and silent space, all the senses of the body disappeared, and the only thing he could feel was the vastness and enormity of this dark space.

But the next moment, an extremely familiar feeling suddenly appeared from Luo Chen’s hands. He was very familiar with this feeling that seemed to be exactly the same as his body. It was his own Death Scythe Martial Soul!
When Luo Chen looked towards his hand, he realized that what he held in his hand was not the scythe of death as he remembered, but a huge sickle that was countless times larger, flashing a bloody light, and had no end in sight!

It extended from the handle of the knife that he was holding, all the way to the bottom of this dark space, and was tens of thousands of miles long. The blade, as huge as the plane on the side, was pressing against this dark space, and a part of it even sank into the space!
On this giant sickle that seemed to be able to cut the entire world, there were also various lifelike ancient patterns engraved densely, which included not only the most basic flowers, plants, trees, birds, beasts, fish and insects…

There are also many terrifying figures with extraordinary beauty and postures that are almost the same as the chaotic gods and demons in Luo Chen’s impression. Each one is an existence that Luo Chen cannot look directly at, sacred and inviolable!
As Luo Chen took a closer look from a God’s perspective, he discovered that the patterns engraved on the blades and blades, which were full of ancient atmosphere, were all filled with bloody mist that was filled with the meaning of death and killing.

Seeing this scene, Luo Chen immediately understood that the bloody red light emanating from this huge sickle was actually the bursts of blood mist sprayed from the countless strange patterns engraved on the blade!
“Could it be that these various strange patterns engraved on the blade are the souls of those who have fallen under this ancient giant sickle in the past?”

Observing from his own God’s perspective, looking at the huge sickle in his hand that seemed to penetrate the entire space, Luo Chen had some guesses in his mind and couldn’t help but feel his scalp tingling!
If it is really as he guessed, then the number of lives or gods that died under this huge sickle would be more than just trillions.
Even in the Douluo plane where Luo Chen is currently, the number of living beings in the entire world added together is probably not even a fraction of these ancient patterns!

“Fuck… What on earth did I awaken? Is this really something that can appear in the Douluo plane?”

After figuring it all out, Luo Chen couldn’t help but burst out swearing. It wasn’t his fault. It was just that the situation before him was too shocking for him!

Is this an evil spirit master? A world destroyer is more like it!
But even though he was holding this giant blood-red sickle that was filled with endless killing intent and seemed not to exist in this world, and his body was completely disproportionate to it and as small as dust, Luo Chen did not feel any discomfort at all at this moment.

All Luo Chen could feel was the strange feeling of being connected by blood, as if they were a part of his body, or rather, the blood-red giant sickle in front of him that almost covered the entire dark space seemed to be his!
However, no matter how Luo Chen urged his will to lift the bloody giant sickle in his hand, he could not shake it at all. In Luo Chen’s feeling, it seemed that what he was holding was not a sickle, but an entire vast world!
“Oh, there’s no way. This is no different from an ant trying to shake a tree…” After trying for a while, the giant sickle still didn’t move at all. Luo Chen could only give up helplessly. However, he was not discouraged because he already roughly knew where the problem lay.

It was obvious that his own strength had not yet reached the minimum limit for using this bloody giant sickle, so he was unable to pull it out of this dark space. It was like a hero who had not even left the Novice Village trying to pull out the sword that defeated the Demon King…

It’s not that I’m not worthy, but that I’m not strong enough!

However, when Luo Chen wanted to continue studying something, his illusory figure suddenly grew larger and more solid. Luo Chen could clearly feel that his will was changing!

As Luo Chen’s willpower increased a lot, the majestic and magnificent blood-red sickle in his hand also became a little turbulent at this moment. Even though the turbulence was extremely weak due to its huge size, Luo Chen still noticed it.

“This breakthrough in willpower seems to have successfully advanced to level 30. It’s just as I expected. As my willpower continues to grow, I will have more power to use this giant sickle!”

Luo Chen now roughly understood why his own martial soul was called the Scythe of Death. It was probably not a product of this plane, and it might even come from a larger world at a higher latitude!
But no matter what, Luo Chen is still unable to use this giant sickle at the moment. The reason why Luo Chen was allowed to enter this space when he broke through to the 30th level of Soul Master was to find out the true situation of his own martial soul.

It was probably because his body and will could not bear the premature awakening, so when his martial soul just awakened, he sealed everything on his own, and did not unseal it until Luo Chen was able to bear it!

And the fact was indeed as Luo Chen had guessed. Just when the transformation of his own will was completed, the billions of patterns engraved on the Scythe of Death suddenly burst into dazzling gray light.

As countless gray spots of light shining like stars rose from the giant sickle, the space suddenly became turbulent. These gray spots of light gradually gathered and finally turned into a cross-shaped light pattern full of sacred aura!
Before Luo Chen could react, the cross-shaped light pattern quickly penetrated into the center of his eyebrows and then disappeared.

As this cross-shaped light pattern merged into Luo Chen’s body composed of will, Luo Chen instantly understood what this light pattern given to him by the blood-colored giant sickle represented. It was –

The power of death!
(End of this chapter)