I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

Little Drop couldn't help but look up at the sky again. The giant arrow had risen high into the air, no longer appearing as enormous as it had initially. The stone arrow drew an arc across the sky, hurtling towards the higher clouds, upwards, forwards…

"What the hell is that?" someone suddenly exclaimed. The voice sounded like Jing Yang, but it was much deeper and more resonant.

Shizuku and Kurapika looked up sharply in the direction of the sound.

There stood a man who looked remarkably like Jingyang, but was two heads taller and had longer limbs and a stronger physique. Although his facial features and eyebrows still appeared youthful, they no longer gave the impression of being immature. His hair had also grown considerably, and was not only long but also messy...

He stood there barefoot, his hair disheveled, gazing up at the disappearing arrow in the sky with astonishment, just like the others. In his hand, he held a sharp, wielding blade that seemed to be one with his own energy, and his clothes were tattered, the hem, sleeves, and trouser legs hanging loosely, swaying gently in the wind…

This guy looks like some random, wandering beggar with a sword who appeared out of nowhere...

"Jingyang?"

Kurapika breathed a sigh of relief, but was also extremely surprised.

Although Jing Yang had told him that his body would undergo a physical transformation after absorbing too much death energy, witnessing such a change with his own eyes was still incredibly shocking.

One second he was about my age, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, how did he turn around and become so big? How old is he now, twenty?

It's fortunate that I didn't suddenly become middle-aged or even elderly...

"Who are you?" The person who was fortunate enough looked at Kurapika with a puzzled expression.

Kurapika's eyes widened, and an exclamation mark and a question mark immediately popped up on his forehead. Jingyang, you didn't say before that you would lose your memory after transforming!

Xiao Di walked towards Jing Yang, and Jing Yang stretched out a hand and made a cut on Xiao Di's head, which just happened to cut his own neck.

He laughed and said, "Hehe, now I'm taller than you, right?"

This guy didn't lose his memory at all! Kurapika was speechless and rolled his eyes.

"Hmm." Xiao Di responded softly, tilting her head to meet Jing Yang's gaze, and asked curiously, "How old are you now?"

"Twenty... one, two, three, four, five, six?" Jing Yang had no idea that after the death energy filled his body and accelerated his growth, it wouldn't come with a physical age marker. Moreover, he hadn't looked in a mirror yet, so he was even more clueless. He simply asked, "Let me test you. How old do I look now?"

Xiao Di indeed hesitated, scrutinizing Jing Yang's face. From a distance, at first glance, Jing Yang seemed to have changed drastically, but if you looked closely at his face, it seemed that he hadn't changed much from before... She asked, "Twenty exactly?"

“Then nineteen,” Jingyang decided. “I’m only nineteen, I’m still young.”

"Mmm," Little Drop agreed softly.

Jing Yang smiled and pulled Xiao Di into his arms with one hand. Xiao Di leaned against his chest, listening to his heartbeat for a while; it seemed very steady and strong so far… One hand?

Xiao Di turned her head to look at the sharp blade that Jing Yang was holding in his other hand, which had evolved from his aura, and looked up at him in confusion.

"You're asking that?"

Jing Yang brandished the qi sword in his hand. Just then, Kate walked over and asked, "Are you Jing Yang?"

“Okay,” Jingyang said.

“You…” Kate hesitated.

"Me?" Jingyang asked, puzzled. "What's wrong with me?"

Kate looked him over. "You look different."

Jingyang looked down at himself and said, "I don't think I've changed at all!"

It's much smaller than the transformation from a man to female Ant-Man in the comics, right?

Kate hesitated for a moment, then said no more.

He guessed that Jing Yang's change was either related to his Nen ability or to his experience after he disappeared. Since Jing Yang was unwilling to reveal anything, he didn't press him further.

Jin's gaze, however, was more focused on the sword in Jing Yang's hand.

Transmutation-type Nen users can transform their aura into blades through training, imbuing them with sharpness... but Jin instinctively felt that the aura sword in Jingyang's hand was not so simple.

He was looking at Jingyang, and Jingyang was looking at him too.

Jing Yang blinked. He wanted to mention his meeting and conversation with Blanchett on Ghost Island to try and get closer to Jin, one of the world's five most powerful Nen users. But then he realized that "Jing Yang whose body grows bigger" would be linked to the boy Jing Yang on Ghost Island... so he swallowed the words back.

"You have something to say?" Jin asked, seeing Jing Yang shrug, he pointed to the qi sword in Jing Yang's hand and smiled, "Would you like to talk about what happened after you disappeared? This sword looks very interesting, and..."

He glanced at Jingyang's side and asked, "Where's your guardian spirit beast?"

"You know so much! You even know about guardian spirit beasts..." Jing Yang thought to himself, raising his sword to point at the tiny black dot on the horizon that was almost out of sight. It was the giant arrow that had been launched. "Of course we can talk, but what is that thing? You look like you know a lot of things."

"Is that so?" Jin smiled, looking at the arrow that had become a black dot in the sky and disappeared into the distance. "It's nothing, just an arrow left here by King Wei Hugo of Zhenwu."

That's it?

Kurapika thought to himself, "Judging from its size and the numerous 'god' characters covering it, that arrow is more than just something that can be described as 'just'."

"Why did it fly away?" Jing Yang shook his qi sword. "Where did it go all of a sudden?"

“I guess…” Jin laughed, “it flew towards the Dark Continent.”

……

High in the sky, a cold wind howled as a giant arrow, a kilometer long, pierced through the clouds.

The ancient, weathered stone arrow was inscribed with countless black divine characters, which seemed to reflect each other, gleaming with a deep, dark light. They guided the giant stone arrow across the ocean, past cities, mountains, and villages on the continent. It flew faster and straighter, breaking through the very edge of all the continents on the map, still heading towards the more distant and boundless sea...

Fishing boats bobbed on the sea near the shore, black waves crashing against the island's weathered rocks like ink, stirring up cold spray that soaked Palliston's suit trousers.

He didn't pay any attention, materialized a business card box, took out the top business card, crumpled it up, and threw it away.

The business card crumbled and disintegrated in the sea breeze, disappearing with the wind.

Paliston, braving the sea breeze, checked his bearings and headed without hesitation toward the direction the island was furthest from the human world. Before long, he saw a figure standing on the sea in the distance—no, that imposing, tall figure wasn't standing on the sea, but rather standing on a reef, his entire being as still as a statue forged by the waves.

“Where you’re standing is the farthest point on the map, isn’t it?” Paliston said with a relaxed smile as he stood on the shore. “It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it the ends of the earth.”

The tall, burly man had a head of messy black hair, tied in a bun with a wooden branch as a hairpin. He didn't turn around when he heard the voice behind him, remaining standing like a statue, gazing intently at the ocean that stretched further ahead, further away, more unknown, more dangerous, and darker...

Palis Passage: "Mr. Byonde, I'm curious, since you're so eager to go to the Dark Continent, why don't you set off now?"

BYD still didn't turn around, but he spoke up, saying, "Kid, how did you find this place?"

Paliston smiled and said, "Is it because your father, Isaac Netero, imposed some restrictions on you, compared to Mr. Yang De Netero?"

By Yangde turned around abruptly and stared intently at the blond young man on the shore. The latter showed no fear and still wore a smile that made people want to punch him.

With a large beard, Björn seemed to be smiling. He stepped onto a rock near the shore and suddenly took a step further away—the moment he took that step to leave the island, leave the human world, and head towards the dark sea, a strange change occurred.

Strands of black thoughts appeared out of thin air behind Byonde, transforming into black arms that looked as if they were drawn with a brush.

Yang De's foot dangled in mid-air, unable to actually step forward despite his best efforts. A continuous stream of black arms emerged from behind, entangling his body, grabbing his shoulders, pulling his head, wrapping around his waist, tugging at his arms…

Waaaaah! Waaaaah!

The waves grew more violent, the wind colder and more sinister... For every black arm that Yang De had broken off, two new ones would spring up behind him; for every two he broke off, four more would appear... The dense black arms that emerged from behind him, accompanied by gusts of cold wind, seemed to be pleading with him, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but there is always a shore to return to."

As Yangde withdrew his foot, the countless arms clinging to his body retreated like a tide, creating a vortex before disappearing completely.

"See that?" Byonde said irritably. "This is the farthest I can go."

This will happen as soon as he takes a step toward the Dark Continent.

"It really is the ends of the earth," Paliston murmured to himself from the shore.

"Hmph! It's alright!" By Yangde gazed at the dark sea in the distance, still standing tall on the water. He smiled and said with bright eyes, "I will wait! Even if it takes until the sea dries up and the rocks crumble!"

Pallis said, “That kind of power can only be achieved through a strong oath and constraint. Mr. Byron, you voluntarily made that oath and constraint with your father.”

He spoke as if he were speculating, but his tone was very certain.

Yang De ignored this and asked instead, "Where did you hear about me?"

Few people in the world know that he is the biological son of Isaac Netero, the president of the Hunter Association. And theoretically, the only one who should know that he is here is his father, Isaac—By Yangde doesn't think his old man would mention him to this blond kid.

Pallis Passage: "I've been to Kakin and had the pleasure of meeting people who knew Mr. Byndt."

"As for how I found this place? Haha," he said with a smile, "it wasn't too hard to find, was it?"

Bi Yangde snorted coldly.

Paliston continued, "Chairman Isaac Netero used this method to bind you to the human world, preventing you from venturing into the Dark Continent... So what is the price? Mr. Byron, you don't seem like the type to obediently follow your father's orders, do you?"

“Hey, there’s something over there.” Byonde suddenly interrupted him, pointing to the undulating black sea ahead.

Looking ahead, Paliston indeed saw something floating in the sea several hundred meters in front of him...

“A sea monster?” Paliston remarked. “It doesn’t look like a human being in distress.”

“It’s still breathing,” said Byrd. “Go and get it; I’m hungry.”

“I would be happy to help…” Paliston said, pointing ahead, “but it seems they don’t need my help.”

The thing floating hundreds of meters away in the sea seemed to have noticed them and discovered the small island. It had been on its last legs, but suddenly became fierce, stirring up a wave and swimming towards them like a sharp arrow.

boom!

It was like a missile breaking through the sea surface, rushing towards Byangde, "Hiss!" The terrifying and ferocious mouth opened and closed continuously.

Paliston looked up and observed, "Ants?"

Facing the ferocious and monstrous giant ant, Bi Yangde sneered, and his dense aura suddenly erupted, soaring into the sky.

Chapter 199 Azure Sky and Yellow Springs

A mixture of cold and warm air enveloped Jingyang, who felt as if he were waking up from a familiar dream.

In a daze, he saw many gray currents swirling around him, like gray bandages, spreading, intertwining, dissipating, and reborn all around him...

Where is this?

Jingyang frowned, sat up straight, and looked around. All he could see were those strange black mists, but he couldn't find Xiao Shi, Kurapika, Jin, or Kate.

However, the borrowed guardian spirit beast, the octopus 'Reflection,' was still floating not far away. For some reason, it was rather far off. Jing Yang didn't bother with it.

The clothes on my body tore apart due to the rapid growth of my body, hanging in strips, and the shoes on my feet were also squeezed and torn, revealing a small part of my forefoot.

Jingyang simply ripped off both shoes and tossed them aside before standing up.

Judging from the contrast between my brand-new body and the length of my tattered clothes, I should be close to 1.8 or 1.9 meters tall now, right?

A hazy, gray aura wafted around him like wisps of silk. Jing Yang recalled the overgrown weeds around him when he first woke up after transmigrating. They were probably affected by this hazy aura that uncontrollably emanated from his body during its transformation. He remembered that when he absorbed too much death energy and his body grew again, Xiao Di was by his side. Her hair had grown considerably longer then, probably for the same reason…

This is incredibly nourishing.

Jing Yang watched helplessly as the hazy aura dissipated from his body. He tried using "Entanglement" to retain the aura, but to no avail. He activated his manipulative Nen ability, "Song of the Earth," but still couldn't control the gray energy, which simply dissipated...