"What a mysterious technique!" This was the first thought in Chu Lingtian's mind.

But precisely because of this, this "swallowing star technique" directly aroused Chu Lingtian's strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge.

He began to learn to comprehend those words slowly. Three whole days passed directly after this sitting.

In this world, Chu Lingtian remained motionless for three days, his eyes closed tightly, sometimes frowning, sometimes curling his lips.

Judging from its appearance, it seems that he has never been able to understand the content of the Star Swallowing Technique.

Three days passed, and another three days passed.

In these three days, Chu Lingtian almost repeated the previous actions, with a bitter look on his face. It was obvious that the Star Swallowing Technique really stumped him.

Until half a month passed quietly, the expression on Chu Lingtian's face finally changed significantly. His eyes trembled from slightly to violently, as if he was struggling to open them, but was unable to do so.

It cannot be done due to some external force.

To outsiders, Chu Lingtian seemed to have fallen into some kind of illusion, or his own dream. He desperately wanted to wake up, but he couldn't.

As time went by, Chu Lingtian's aura became more and more chaotic. Finally, he seemed to force himself to wake up and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The aura that was originally rising suddenly became extremely weak in an instant. The whole person was like a deflated balloon, making people unable to feel the slightest vitality.

Looking at Chu Lingtian's face, he seemed to have become older overnight, his face was covered with wrinkles, and he had aged nearly twenty or thirty years.

Even the skin on his body has become extremely shriveled, completely losing moisture and luster, and the muscles have disappeared, replaced by layers of old skin.

Chu Lingtian was breathing heavily, making people feel that if he didn't take a breath, he would die.

This look was something Chu Lingtian had never seen before, even when he died.

"What...what's going on?" Chu Lingtian tried for a long time and finally made a voice. However, the voice was extremely hoarse and lifeless, as if a dead person was speaking.

He stretched out his hands and took a look. When he saw his arms as thin as bones, he quickly subconsciously touched his cheeks. The feeling of layers of old skin suddenly shocked him.

He searched for a long time, but failed to find the mirror. In the end, he could only condense the Soul Gathering Sword and use the sword as a mirror to reflect his own appearance.

"This..." Chu Lingtian was startled by the shocking figure on the sword, and directly threw the Spirit Gathering Sword in his hand.

But soon, he realized that the figure reflected in the sword was none other than himself.

Thinking of this, he quickly picked up the Soul Gathering Sword and looked at it a few more times to confirm that the reflection on the sword was indeed his dead self!

"The Star Swallowing Technique... what kind of technique is it? Why did it swallow up all my life?" Chu Lingtian said to himself in fear.
Chapter completed!