I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

Kate was a little surprised by Jing Yang's voice. He turned his head and saw that Jing Yang had not jumped up to avoid the "Death Waltz" as he had reminded him. Instead, he did a backbend and lay on the ground, marveling at the dissipating ghostly figures.

"Why are you looking at me? Even when I need to avoid danger, I'll try to stay as close to the ground as possible." Jing Yang sprang up easily, dusted himself off, and said, "I can't fly! I wouldn't feel safe if my feet left the ground!"

Kate thought about it and realized it made sense.

"But why did you suddenly show off your Nen ability?" Jingyang asked疑惑地, "Are we that close?"

As if hearing a key phrase, the clown head at the base of the giant scythe that Kate was holding, with the number "2" in its mouth, proudly introduced itself: "I have a roulette wheel in my mouth! Numbers 1 to 9..."

"Alright, go down now." Kate sighed and interrupted, waving her hand to disperse the scythe and the Mad Clown into a puff of air and recycle them.

In response to Jing Yang's doubts, he calmly said, "Nen abilities require practical training to improve."

"Even if you say that, I won't show you my Nen abilities..." Jing Yang complained as he walked deeper into the island. This island was also circular, and crossing its 300-meter width would allow him to reach the other side of the coast and continue deeper into the Special Ability Island in the center of the archipelago.

“I didn’t think that way,” Kate said. “Besides, didn’t you already perform?”

"When did I..." Jingyang suddenly realized, "Oh."

I did use the Finger Flicking Technique before, but Kate should be able to tell that it was more of an emission-type ability.

Or perhaps Kate was referring to her earlier encounter with that woman… If one's observation skills were sharp enough, one could deduce from the woman's failed attempt to control her with stickers that she herself was currently under some kind of manipulation ability… If it were an experienced old monster like Netero or Zeno, or a clever person like King or Pariston, they might be able to guess the approximate type and characteristics of her star based on just these few pieces of information and speculations.

The people in the Hunter x Hunter world are so annoying; they always find some detail and analyze it endlessly. The One Piece world is so much better. Forget about abilities and information; in the end, it's just everyone clashing head-on and seeing whose Haki is the darkest and hardest. It's pure, unadulterated fun.

The world of Nian is different. If the enemy seizes on the weakness of one's abilities, the situation can really be reversed. No matter how strong one's hard power is, one can still lose one's life.

So, if you could become a well-rounded warrior like Kurapika, wouldn't you have no weaknesses?

Jing Yang waded through the water, strolling towards the next enhancement-type island, pondering the matter of Nen abilities. Suddenly, he asked, "Kate, do you think that woman made an oath before she committed suicide?"

Kate stood on the drifting raft and asked, "Are you worried that she might haunt you with her resentment after death?"

“I hadn’t thought of it that way, but now that you mention it, I’m actually a little worried,” Jingyang said. “After she woke up, she didn’t immediately commit suicide. Instead, she overheard the speculations about the black mist and the oath, and only chose to kill herself after I pointed out that she was faking unconsciousness. And since she had already heard about the mist of the oath, and since she had already made up her mind to commit suicide…”

“You’ve already gone so far as to commit suicide, it would be such a waste not to use the Oath Mist to do something.” As the raft reached the shore, Kate muttered to herself, “The Oath and its constraints, plus the stronger Nen after death, the combined power of the two… if it’s all directed at you, you’re probably in danger.”

"Thank you so much!" Jingyang muttered, stepping on a low rock on the bank. "Suddenly, I have a bad feeling..."

[Jingyang!] Xiaodi's voice rang in his mind, [Are you moving closer to me?]

"Yes, I've arrived at the Enhancement-type island. You should be on the Alteration-type island now..."

【Go quickly! 】

……

Going back to a short time ago, Little Drop used her ingenious ideas to quickly arrive at the Island of Change.

She flung a chainsaw from the sea, looped it around a rock on the shore, and pulled herself, soaking wet, ashore. Then, she used a bulging-eyed fish to suck the damp seawater and salt off her, instantly feeling refreshed.

"Bulging-eye fish, spit out all the seawater." Little Drop held up the vacuum cleaner and released water onto the sea surface, which gushed out like a water pump.

She didn't intend to stay on the island and planned to continue swimming outwards to meet up with Jingyang, who was also heading her way, as soon as possible. However, the 'listening' attached to her ear seemed to have heard some noise.

The sobbing and murmuring that rose and fell in the black mist could be ignored by Xiao Di after a while; these sounds were something other than the murmurs.

Huff, the small droplet dispersed the bulging-eyed fish, and slightly restrained the energy on its body.

Unlike Jing Yang, who could use "concealment" with ease, she didn't want to put herself in danger by using "absolute" recklessly.

Little Di stepped onto the shore and crept toward the source of the commotion, soon discovering two groups of people fighting in the mist.

The two sides were not evenly matched, with three people on one side and two on the other. However, it seemed that the side with two people had the advantage, but this advantage was decreasing. On the side with three people, one of the men was getting stronger and stronger and was becoming more and more courageous in battle.

Xiao Di has a "cone" in her eyes and a "listening" in her ears. The fog cannot block her vision. Although the muttering in the fog is constant, she can still roughly hear some of the sounds of people fighting.

"What did you do? Your Nen has suddenly become stronger!"

"It's probably some kind of oath made to the black mist... for example, exchanging ten or twenty years of lifespan for a stronger thought."

Do you think we would blindly exchange power that can only burn temporarily before we have even seen the mission objective?

"No matter what, do you think you can defeat us like this? Don't dream. The treasures here naturally belong to the First Prince! He is the rightful heir to the throne."

"There are only the two of you left, and you're still indulging in wishful thinking."

"Lifespan? Ten years? Twenty years? Heh heh heh... Did the First Prince raise you all to be so naive?"

The two sides fighting in the fog temporarily separated. The side that had just claimed the treasure belonged to the First Prince questioned sharply, "You swore an oath to the Black Mist from the very beginning? What was it?!"

"After we die, the legacy we leave behind will make the captain even stronger," said the two behind the three. "If there's even the slightest reluctance, if it's not a complete and utter willingness to die for the Second Prince, the oath isn't valid. Isn't it simple? After discovering the secret of the black mist, this was the first thing we all thought of. It's the most helpful way to complete the mission, isn't it?"

The two people opposite them were utterly terrified. "Are you guys crazy?!"

What the hell is going on? Before anything even happened, he's already sacrificing everything and going completely insane? What is he doing?!

The latter two of the three took out daggers, pointed them at their own necks, and calmly said, "Have you forgotten? We are the Unsustainable People, we originally had nothing."

puff!puff!

Without hesitation, the two slit their own throats, and blood gushed out like water.

The instant she saw the two men pull out their daggers, Xiao Di activated the Moon Mark on her Yi-ring, sending a telepathic message to Jing Yang. She worried that Jing Yang was already too close; if the distance were less than a kilometer, he might be ambushed by the death aura emanating from their suicide…

【Go quickly! 】

Jingyang quickly replied: "Doraemon, it seems a bit late..."

[Did you absorb any death energy?]

[Hmm, two... ugh, this is a bit tough.]

【But……】

Xiao Di was a little puzzled and curious. She watched from afar as the two figures collapsed in the mist, blood spurting from their necks. Two almost tangible streams of energy rose and attached themselves to the leader, perhaps their so-called captain. In an instant, the captain's aura surged twice more, its size and intensity increasing dramatically!

What exactly is the death energy that Jingyang's heart absorbs?

If it was the lingering thoughts after a person dies, then the thoughts of those two people after death clearly chose to attach themselves to their captain to help him strengthen his power. Yet, despite this, two streams of death energy still flew towards Jing Yang's heart...

"Xiao Di, what happened on your end?" Jing Yang asked, his voice sounding strained even though it was telepathy.

More than her curiosity to watch the spectacle, Xiao Di was worried about Jing Yang's condition. She quietly retreated, planning to use the bulging-eyed fish in conjunction with the Nen chainsaw to quickly reunite with Jing Yang.

After I landed on this island, I heard sounds of fighting...

As the chainsaw propellers started, Xiao Di informed Jing Yang of the situation. Not long after, Jing Yang's voice transmission again warned of an impending disaster: "Holy crap, not again?!"

Boom!

Above the black mist, thunder seemed to rumble, and an even stronger ominous aura was brewing.

Black mist billowed over the islands, and mad murmurs echoed faintly, as if countless ghostly figures and endless lingering resentments lurked within. These remnants gradually revived, piecing together a gigantic human figure within the black mist...

……

"See that? It's that one!"

At the very center of the Specialty Island, atop the central spire, Jin sat, using his phone camera to capture the mist enveloping the archipelago, focusing on the enormous human figure emerging from within it. He chuckled, "If I'm not mistaken, that must be the lingering thought left behind by Vihugo = Gray Guorou! That kind of guy won't settle down even in death."

In the video call, it was Bi You, the Rabbit, who was also one of the twelve Earthly Branches of the Hunter Association. She said speechlessly, "I just asked you about something, I didn't expect it to involve so many things... Just how many secrets do you know?"

At the foot of the spire, Kurapika looked up speechlessly. How on earth did that guy who called himself Gold get up there?

He examined the spire, carefully observing the texture of its surface and the overall shape of the spire, becoming increasingly puzzled the more he looked.

Chapter 197 Top Player

What does this thing remind you of?

Kurapika was carefully observing the towering spire in front of him when he heard the voice of the man who called himself King coming from above.

“Before landing on the island, from a distance, I thought it was a tall tower,” Kurapika replied. “Once on the island, it looked more like a mountain. But up close, it felt…”

The so-called spire and the so-called mountain, washed by time, are now covered with moss and vines. But through the gaps in these debris, some traces can still be seen underneath... Is this the character for "god"? Kurapika carefully parted some of the tangled vines, wanting to wipe away some of the moss to see it more clearly, but he was worried that doing so would damage the pattern that looked like the character for "god" underneath.

Thump! Jin jumped down from the top of the spire, landing behind him with his hands in his pockets. "You noticed too?"

"You mean these divine words?" Kurapika asked.

“I was referring to this big guy.” Jin patted the spire and looked at Kurapika. “You know a lot about the word ‘god’?”

"I don't know much about it. I only came into contact with it because of someone's guidance," Kurapika said. "I thought such a convenient writing system would be widely spread among Nen users."

Jin smiled and said, "Only the Hunter Association has specialized research on the word 'God.' Even so, it's not easy for many people to truly research it to a practical level."

Kurapika steadied himself, looked up at the towering behemoth, recalled the layout of the archipelago that Jingyang had told him, and suddenly asked, "Do you know how deep this sea is?"

"You've already guessed it? The island we're standing on goes down to the seabed, a total of 1000 meters."

The aura emanating from the golden body surged forth, forming a gigantic skeleton knight, far larger than Kurapika's.

“I come here occasionally, just to take a look…”

The Skeleton Knight stretched out its four enormous arms, which continued to extend, encircling the moss-covered and vine-covered surface of the spire in front of him and Kurapika. The four skeletal arms, which were transformed by Nen, grew larger as they extended, as if trying to embrace the entire spire.

"What exactly is this thing...?"

Jin stood still with his hands in his pockets, but the giant skeleton knight on his body kept rising higher and higher, and its four changing arms were constantly exerting force as it hugged the huge spire.

With a rumbling sound, the entire spire hummed, the ground beneath our feet trembled, and pebbles continued to roll off the surface of the spire.

"You'll damage the 'God' lettering on the stone if you do that!" Kurapika warned loudly.

"Don't worry, these divine characters are deeply imprinted, they won't break so easily!" Jin continued to exert force, his teeth clenched, resembling the scene a few years into the future in the original timeline, where his own son was desperately trying to pry open the wooden box sealed with divine characters. Jin huffed and puffed, the ground beneath his feet collapsing layer by layer from the immense force, and he continuously spewed out words from between his teeth, "Besides, the divine characters are all over the entire arrow shaft, even if there are a couple of scratches, the strokes shouldn't be—anything—ah!"

Kurapika was stunned, so overwhelmed by the astonishing aura that he couldn't help but step back.

Is this the kind of aura that humans can emit?!

Even the aura that Kurapika found terrifyingly inhuman couldn't shake the spire covered with divine symbols in the slightest.

The spire remained motionless. The enormous skeleton knight dispersed, and the soaring psychic energy retreated back into Jin's body.

Jin was clearly getting impatient and angrily started cursing at the spire. Finally, he kicked the spire and said, "This is so boring!"

Suddenly, something strange happened; the spire began to shake violently, as if it were trembling.

Kurapika exclaimed in surprise, "Why is this—wait a minute!"

He suddenly turned his head and looked back at the outer perimeter. He saw that the fog on the five-layered island was rolling and rising into the sky. It was so thick that even with the addition of a "cone" to his vision by the Divine Jade Pendant, he could not see it.

Within the black mist, a gigantic figure could be vaguely seen slowly rising to its feet.