The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Feeling the information coming into his mind, Wu You was also startled!

But this shock wasn't a pleasant surprise, it was a horrifying one!

The [Xuanming Heaven] has only two effects. The first is that it can summon the Xuanming Domain!

Within the Xuanming Domain, the master of the sword technique can apply either the life-giving or death-reducing effects to any unit.

Simply put, it's an area-of-effect skill that can restore the status of friendly units and reduce the health of enemy units.

This effect looks unremarkable and clearly doesn't live up to the price of forty times of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Source. However, the key to [Xuanming Heaven] is not this effect, but its second effect: Return to Heaven!

Resurrection: Can disregard the influence of any rules, any domain, any authority, etc., and unconditionally exempt from one death!

Normally, no matter how many times Wu You used the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source to exchange for one chance to avoid death, he wouldn't feel it was a waste, since if he died, he would have nothing left.

A chance to save your life, regardless of all other conditions, is indeed precious.

But things are different now!

What Wu You needs is a sword technique that can greatly enhance his combat power, enabling him to kill the projection of the Thousand-Faced God in front of him even if he is of a higher level!

Instead of a sword technique like [Xuanming Tian] that primarily focuses on survival!

The deathly silence effect of the Xuanming Domain only weakens the opponent's health and cannot directly kill the Thousand-Faced Projection.

As for the unconditional exemption from one death, under the current circumstances, once the effect of [Lihentian] ends, let alone exemption from one death, even if it could exempt one thousand or ten thousand deaths, it would probably just be a matter of the Thousand-Syllable Projection clapping a couple more times!

It doesn't really have much effect.

At this moment, the pure white flames on Wu You's body began to weaken rapidly, and the effect of [Lihentian] was only three breaths away.

Three breaths later, he will be completely at someone else's mercy, his life and death entirely out of his control!

Wu You looked down at the pure white flames on his body, which had no strength left, and couldn't help but sigh:

"well--"

"They're still too arrogant and presumptuous."

"The return of ten thousand swords to the source is inherently highly random."

"Who can guarantee that they can always draw the sword technique I need, just as I wish?"

"Using the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Treasury as a backup plan is no different from gambling."

"But now."

"I just lost the bet."

Wu You has now revealed all his cards, yet he still cannot find a way to deal with the Thousand-Faced Projection. He is truly in a desperate situation, and death is just around the corner.

Wu You shifted his gaze to the city below, which remained in ruins and chaos.

Scenes from the moment he transmigrated flashed through his mind:

He saw the scene of his first counterattack against that Thousand-Faced Corpse, and he remembered the fear that followed, and the almost instinctive urge to survive.

He saw himself saving Hu Cheng, joining the Investigation Bureau, and then solemnly swearing an oath before that stone tablet.

He saw the scene from the Lan River where he stepped forward and single-handedly dealt with the Thousand-Faced God's divine descent.

He also saw the scene when he first joined Jiuli, and his comrades called him "Chief" with smiles or respect.

After arriving in this world, he carried out missions time and time again, saved his comrades time and time again, and protected ordinary people time and time again.

He still vividly remembers every scene.

At the same time, those gray, uneventful memories from my previous life also surged up in between.

In his past life, he was just an ordinary person.

No rebellion, no brilliance, no heart-fluttering moments, no drunken revelry—just plain and ordinary, like a blank sheet of paper. No impressive diploma, no decent money, no ideal job, no real world to see, no one to spend quality time with. Too lazy to socialize, often pessimistic, and uninterested in anything.

At that time, he never thought about what he was supposed to save, or even whether he could take care of himself.

Is it possible that such an ordinary person, who doesn't even know how to live his own life, actually wants to save the world after being transported to another world?

Wu You suddenly found it a little funny.

He did indeed smile silently.

Then he couldn't help but think with a touch of self-mockery, "When did someone as ordinary as me start to see myself as the savior of this world?"

"And besides, I haven't even reached the point of near death yet, and we're already having a revolving lantern display?"

"But that's about right."

There are less than two breaths left before the [Separation from Heaven] sublimation effect ends.

Two breaths later, death awaited him.

At this moment, the Thousand Faces Projection also noticed that the pure white flame on Wu You's body had weakened to the point where only a thin layer remained.

His vertical pupils, filled with golden rings, gazed in Wu You's direction, and a cold, flat voice came from afar: "Life force exhausted?"

"Is it about time that I won't be able to maintain my level 15 strength anymore?"

At this point, He couldn't help but shake his head: "Although you killed my divine incarnation last time, I must say that among the humans I have encountered, you are one of the very few opponents worthy of my respect."

"In response, after your death, I will absorb all your flesh and blood, merging you with me so that we will never be separated!"

"Or, if you give up resisting, I can turn you into my kin, so that you can retain some consciousness."

"That's also a good option."

To become a member of the Thousand-Faced God's kin, leaving behind only a trace of consciousness? That would be worse than death.

Wu You couldn't help but think: So, is my death about to arrive?

Death was such a strange yet familiar word to him!

However, in this world, death is just an ordinary phenomenon.

Whether Li Wei, Lin Yuan, and others are ordinary people who haven't awakened their abilities or torchbearers who have, they can die if they're not careful. Even if they're very careful, they can still die!

Everyone dies, so why can't he?!

At that moment, Wu You's heart was filled with a deeper calm that surged up from the bottom of his being.

At this moment, the sublimation effect of [Lihentian] was less than a breath away!

Wu You, who had been staring blankly at the city below with his head down, suddenly grinned when he turned his gaze to the Pivot Sword in his hand, which was almost completely losing its luster!

Hearing Wu You's laughter, the Thousand-Faced Projection wanted to say something more.

Just then.

"Um?"

The Thousand-Faced Projection suddenly noticed something. It reached out and felt a strange, damp sensation emanating from its palm.

He immediately and instinctively looked around.

Suddenly, a clean, pure, and unblemished black rain began to fall from the sky.