Chapter 63: From Now On, No More Gua Sha!

Su Ming only felt the blood all over his body boiling!

The three new abilities of the Soul Dagger after its promotion, each one, can be called defying the heavens!

Just being perverted solves everything!

"What a fine All Laws Unpenetrable—finally looks like a Myth-level weapon!"

In his mind, the night of the Blood Moon flashed instantly.

That elite-grade Steel Giant is mechanically immune to Sharp damage.

It directly turned the Soul Dagger into a useless side dish.

But now…

A single light slash can split that so-called Sharp immunity, along with its iron‑clad head, in two!

From now on.

In front of his Soul Dagger.

All the flashy rules and traits…

Will be mere trash, no match for a strike.

One force shatters All Laws!

From now on, no more gua sha!

"And also… that Gray Rain…"

"Can it also be ignored?!"

What a show!

Besides that, Soul Breath Nourishment also patched his biggest weakness!

Killing endurance!

As long as the killing never stops, he is a killing machine that never tires, never falls!

By the end, not a single drop of blood in his body is his own!

And the final one…

Concise and unmatched in dominance!

Murder God!

"You think I can, right?!"

Su Ming lowered his head, watching the buzzing, seemingly excited Soul Dagger respond, a spark flashing in his eyes.

To hell with the Rotting Son!

Just give him time!

What he slashes is the god!

A few minutes later.

Su Ming returned to the rust‑stained mailbox altar.

Beside the altar, paper and pen were thoughtfully prepared.

Su Ming picked up the paper.

As for the pen?

Not needed!

Now his body is covered in blood everywhere!

Su Ming dabbed a little blood on his finger and flamboyantly wrote eight large characters!

I have seen a god!

I will murder a god!

Each character bore his endless killing intent and resolve!

After writing, he didn't even look, and shoved it straight into the mailbox's slot!

No reaction.

But a few seconds later, the whole mailbox began to shudder and screech!

This gossip is insanely explosive!

More interesting than a line of sows falling into a ditch!

Golden light shot up to the heavens.

Clack—!

The mailbox's slot spat out an antiquated black envelope.

Su Ming snatched it in one hand, but didn't rush to inspect, turning and leaving.

The commotion of the golden light itself was not small!

Add to that, this place is near the storm's core.

If caught red‑handed, it'd be a bit troublesome!

…

More than half an hour later.

Slaughterhouse, bedroom.

Su Ming changed into a clean set of clothes.

The injuries on his body had already healed by more than half!

Long before he fled the scene, he had already drunk a bottle of Source Blood.

Halfway there, another bottle went down his throat.

Together with his exceptional physical condition, the recovery effect is rock‑solid.

Su Ming's mind stirred.

That black envelope with a peculiar texture instantly appeared in his hand.

"Let me see, what exactly is happening!"

Su Ming drew out the paper.

It was completely blank.

"Hm? What does that mean? Playing with me?!"

But at the instant he frowned,

several lines of leaping, golden‑glimmering characters sprang onto the paper.

【Oh ho! I really, really like your gossip!】

【I smell that overconfident yet sweet and tasty scent on you!】

【In exchange, I'll tell you two secrets too!】

Seeing the flippant tone, Su Ming's eye twitched.

This damn thing…

Is it really reliable?

Before he could complain, the writing on the paper swiftly changed.

【The First Drop of Gray Rain does not come from the sky, but from a hero's tears.】

"Hm?"

Su Ming was startled, then inhaled a sharp breath of cold air.

Gray Rain…

That Gray Rain that erases all the extraordinary, turning countless strong ones into mortals and overturning the world's very rules…

It actually…

Is not a natural disaster?!

But the tears of a single person…?

"Sss!"

What kind of being can be that powerful?

And what kind of sorrow can turn into a rule that sweeps the world?

However, before he could recover from this earth‑shattering revelation,

the writing on the paper dissipated and reassembled again.

【Those Artists are already eager, performing the final rehearsal!】

【Especially her, she really wants to meet you!】

"Artist?!"

"Her?!"

Su Ming's brows knit tightly, his thoughts unsettled.

What does this… mean?!

If the first secret was subversion.

then the second secret is pure unknown and strangeness.

Rehearsal?

Rehearsal for what?

What will be performed next?

She… who is she?

Why does she want to meet me?

Su Ming's eyes flickered wildly.

It seems he hasn't had much interaction with many women in his life.

Xia Weiwei counts as one, albeit barely.

Aside from that, only his mother!

Su Ming subconsciously activated the Eye of Truth, trying to probe the Karma and truth concealed behind these words.

However—

There was nothing.

The golden line of text simply burned quietly, mocking his powerlessness.

The next second, the black envelope and paper in his hand both turned into a handful of golden dust, slipping silently through his fingers and dissipating into the air.

The clue is cut off!

"Damn!"

Su Ming let out a low growl and slammed a fist hard onto the table!

"What the hell【】! Insane, insisting on being a riddler!"

"If you can write, write more!"

He felt somewhat powerless.

Stumbled upon the genius Caven Altar, gave it his all yet could not defeat it!