Chapter Fifty-One: We Were Killed in an Instant

Demon Blade: Hundred Resentments
Grade: Supreme Divine Artifact+++++
Sever: Nothing cannot be cut, nothing cut remains whole. (Author's intent: There is nothing it cannot sever, nothing severed remains unbroken.)
Resent: After an attack, the target will be eroded by the hundred generations of blade masters.
Master: Whoever draws the blade will face the judgment of death. The resurrected—death! The possessed—death! The resentful souls—death! The undying—life! The living—recognized as master!
Slay: When killing, the soul of the slain will forever be absorbed by Hundred Resentments.
Perfect Weapon: Hundred Resentments will never, and cannot, spontaneously generate a weapon spirit; it is only a blade. (Note: Spontaneous generation is key—remember this!)
Unsheathing: When unsheathed, it ignores all defenses, delivering indiscriminate annihilation within a ten-meter radius.
Fate: Ignores causality, twists destiny, every strike is guaranteed.
Owner: None
Evaluation: A renowned blade of its era, a master of its era, a demon blade for a hundred generations. The resentment of a hundred masters, the wish of a hundred masters, the intertwining of resentment and wish forms annihilation. It is never meant for protection!

Hundred Resentments rested quietly in Shadow Bathing Sun’s hand, utterly unresponsive.

"Sadako, stay away from me. I want to test the blade," said Shadow Bathing Sun.
Sadako, puzzled, stepped back five meters.
"A bit farther, you might get hurt," Shadow Bathing Sun added.
"Alright," Sadako replied, stepping back a bit more.

The scabbard of Hundred Resentments was carved with countless vengeful spirits, twisted in agony. At the junction of the scabbard and hilt, a small chain locked the blade in place.

Several skeletal scholars from the spatial ring were released by Shadow Bathing Sun. When they saw him, their jaws clattered, speaking unintelligible words. Shadow Bathing Sun neither understood nor needed to; soon, they would be souls beneath the blade.

With a forceful pull, the small chain snapped instantly. The blood-red blade emerged by a small segment, the rest still locked by the chain.
A crimson aura leaked from the scabbard like a spring.

In that moment, Shadow Bathing Sun felt an unprecedented ferocity surge toward him.
Faced with this overwhelming annihilating force, he was as insignificant as an ant at the bottom of a cliff, gazing helplessly as a black tide crashed upon him in a storm.

It was then that Shadow Bathing Sun understood why drawing Hundred Resentments required accepting the judgment of death. Even resurrection would be futile, for this annihilating aura obliterated one's existence at its very root.

This ferocious energy was not directed at the wielder alone; it merely needed an outlet, and the wielder was not its sole target.

The skeletal scholars nearest to Shadow Bathing Sun were annihilated instantly, leaving not even their souls behind.

Shadow Bathing Sun’s body floated as lightly as a kite with a broken string, yet he was falling downward.
His heart ceased beating, his consciousness faded...

The annihilation affected more than just Shadow Bathing Sun; even Sun within the spiritual space was attacked. Both were killed by Hundred Resentments in an instant, but thanks to the undying ability, their consciousness returned almost immediately.

"Death... is this what it feels like?" Shadow Bathing Sun reflected upon the moment after drawing Hundred Resentments. No, it hadn't been fully drawn yet. If he fully unsheathed it, neither he nor Sun could be certain they would survive...

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You might think the power of the demon blade Hundred Resentments is too overwhelming, not at all fitting the original Tang blade (Human Heart). But here, Little Black wants to say: the strength of the hundred generations of blade masters was such that the blade spirit of Tang blade (Human Heart) could only utilize less than 1% of its power.

And the blade masters, trusting Tang blade (Human Heart) too much, were ultimately betrayed by it at the moment of life and death.

Forging the demon blade Hundred Resentments consumed the life of an entire world, revealing its immense power.

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