Master of Untold Daos

He’d been at it for the last thirty years, all for this moment.

This was his battle stance, and it kept him on alert while Faceless had yet to react.

Golden Tiger presented the crow before Faceless as he walked past the 12 black statues. He kneeled three steps away from Faceless.

He raised his head and showed the viciousness in his eyes, “Did you know? Half kneeling isn’t a gesture of obedience, but the best stance for attack(for more concrete details, refer to the sprinting stance. Half kneeling is the best position for a powerful start).”

Faceless had no expression. When he understood his meaning, he wanted to get up but it was too late. Golden Tiger held Death Crow in his left and punched with his right!

Faceless waved, blocking his attack and staggering him three feet.

Golden Tiger was in shock, then raved, “No, you’re not him! He’s no Gold Immortal. Damn it, we’ve been had!”

The youth clapped, “Attack!”

Two statues split and shadows flashed from them as they charged at Golden Tiger. Pinned down, he couldn’t hold onto Death Crow any longer and it got thrown in the youth’s hands.

The fake Faceless took his mask and threw it to the youth. This plain young man was Nr. 6.

Golden Tiger asked as he saw Nr. 6 putting on the mask, “You’re the Faceless!”

Nr. 6 laughed, “You’re too late in realizing the truth.”

The brothers exchanged a glance. The hall had three Golden Immortals already. Staying here was suicide!

Silver Tiger rushed, “Run, brother!”

They flew out of the hall and ran like the wind. Nr. 6 waved as he licked his lips, “Grab them. I want them alive, uh, half-alive. On their last breath is also acceptable. ”

Three Gold Immortals unleashed undead energy as they chased. Nr. 6 examined the Death Crow with a smile, “It’s mine at last.”

Chen Ming had nothing to retort, it wasn’t the right time anyway. Once the three Gold Immortals were far enough, he’d speak then.

Nr. 6 walked to the center of the hall and opened a secret door leading below.

He rushed through the winding tunnel. Nr. 6 needed a safe place before he bound the crow.

He put it on a stone pedestal and dripped blood on it. But the crow was as still as ever. Nr. 6 cursed, “Blast it! That Golden Tiger got to it first. He must die before the imprint can vanish.”

Nr. 6 was thinking of ways to remove the imprint and soon two hours passed by.

Nr. 6 stared at the Death Crow and muttered, “Is Golden Tiger still alive?”

It was then he heard, “Noon is here!”

Nr. 6 didn’t find anyone around. Then Chen Ming appeared from a cloud of black smoke and slashed at him.

Hegemonic Immortal Sword and fourfold speed!

Nr. 6 never saw it coming, not expecting danger from the crow. His head was hacked in two and the Faceless mask thrown away from the hit.

Chen Ming chuckled at the dead Nr. 6, “Psych! Got you!”

Then shrugged, “Ah, he’s dead already. It’s boring talking to the dead.”

Chen Ming walked over to the mask and picked it up, “Who should I give it to?”

He didn’t notice how Nr. 6’s wound knitted and threw himself with a dagger at his back!

Chen Ming sensed movement behind and turned around as he swiped with Nine Year Cicada.

Thanks to the blade’s speed, he could react in time, but Nr. 6 twirled and stuck the dagger in his chest.

“Right back at you. Psych!”

Chen Ming kicked him and watched blood trickle down his chest.

He used Illustrious Casket to heal it. Only know did he paid attention to Nr. 6, who liked to wear his blade just like he did. He was certain Nr. 6 died at the time. Yet how was he still alive?

Now that he no longer wore the mask, he could inspect him.

‘Titles: Faceless, Reincarnated Immortal

Danger value: 100,000+(10,000)

Auras:

Nine Lives Aura

Description: die and live again!

Effect: exchange lives.

Reincarnated Aura

Description: I have awoken from the endless cycle of reincarnation to stand at the top of the world.

Effect: unknown.

Cat Aura

Description: Let’s study cat calls together. Together now, meow, meow~

Effect: nimble

Darkness Walker Aura

Description: where there is light, there’s shadow.

Effect: stealth.’

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The rest were standard issued auras, immortal fitting and control related; nothing of importance.

But did this mean Nine Lives Aura gave him nine lives?

It was more outrageous than Ninth’s Nirvana Aura. If he met with death, he’d wait for his enemy to leave then recover. And what was even more dreadful was that each death came with new insights.

Chen Ming said, “So you’re a cat with nine lives?”

Nr. 6 chuckled, “Your eyes aren’t bad, Nr. 5!

“Killing me is useless. My tiger thralls are one less, but with two, you will never kill me!”