Of course, it was not only Ye Wuyou who was shocked, but also the nine worships.

The Death Scythe just floated in front of Ye Wuyou, but Ye Wuyou wanted to reach out to grab it, but it seemed as if it was blocked by an invisible diaphragm, making it impossible for him to access the artifact.

"Successfully activate the altar of Death and unseal the Death Scythe. But why has my divine test not been completed yet and I can't get into this Death Scythe?" Ye Wuyou said in confusion. He could feel the death aura contained inside the Death Scythe that was very close to him, but this death aura could not be controlled by him.

The great worshipper Diji spoke: "Young Master, your seventh exam is not just about unblocking the altar of the God of Death, and turning it back into the form of the God of Death Scythe. You also need to obtain its recognition. As we all know, all artifacts have spirits."

Ye Wuyou was stunned when he heard this, and then he felt it made sense and looked at the Grim Reaper Scythe again.

But at this moment, the second worshiper smiled and said, "Young Master, in fact, your seventh exam only needs to be recognized by the God of Death Scythe. We did the activation of the God of Death Altar. But you got his God of Death Crystal from the Great Venerable, and Lord Death has added one of your assessments."

Ye Wuyou was crying and tears: "What?! So I won't lose rice if I catch a chicken?"

The great worshipper Diji smiled slightly and said, "You can't say anything, because after you complete the seventh exam, the rewards for the divine exam will also increase."

Ye Wuyou stopped talking. He closed his eyes and used his heart to feel the God of Death Scythe.

"Scythe of the Death God, can you hear me?"

Ye Wuyou tried to sense it with his heart, but he never got the reply from the God of Death Scythe, as if the God of Death Scythe was really just a dead object without a spirit.

After trying it again, Ye Wuyou felt that the problem might not be that the spirit of the instrument is unwilling to answer him, but because he lacks a bridge that can communicate with the spirit of the instrument.

Just like the Altar of Death absorbs the crystals of Death in Ye Wuyou's hands, Ye Wuyou must use his body as a bridge to carry out the process.

In other words, Ye Wuyou now must open a bridge that can communicate with the spirit of the instrument to complete the first step of gaining the spirit of the instrument to obtain the spirit of the instrument to be recognized.

But where is this "bridge"?

Ye Wuyou thought, and at the same time released his mental power to sense the God of Death Scythe in front of him.

Although the invisible barrier would prevent him from physical contact with the Death Scythe, it would not hinder his mental power from infiltration.

Ye Wuyou carefully observed the Death Scythe through his mental power. Finally, he found a ball of energy different from the Death Scythe at the center of the Death Scythe.

This energy has similar characteristics to the dead energy, but it far exceeds the dead energy in terms of energy level, as if the dead energy has been sublimated.

Could it be that it is the power of the God of Death?!

Ye Wuyou thought so, but soon he eliminated this possibility.

Because, when he received the God of Death Test Award in the past, he could feel the God of Death. Although the energy in the God of Death's sickle was extremely high, it was far from the level of the God of Death's divine power.

It has the same characteristics as death energy, but it is not the power of the God of Death...

Then there is only one kind of result.

"The breath of death!" Ye Wuyou whispered. He remembered the breath of death that the great worshiper Diji seemed to have accidentally mentioned when he and Gu Chen entered the Temple of Death's Heir.

It seems that this aura of death is an opportunity for him to communicate with the death scythe!

But what you can have and control in your body is the death energy, and Ye Wuyou can't do it at all!

Suddenly, Ye Wuyou felt that the aura of death seemed familiar, as if he had seen the aura of death.

If it were an ordinary person, I would probably regard this feeling as my own illusion and leave it behind, but Ye Wuyou is not an ordinary person!

Ye Wuyou knew that when he reached the realm of Title Douluo and had such powerful spiritual power, he would not have been able to have such illusions unless he was invaded by a powerful person who was good at confusion or illusion.

He recalled carefully where he had seen the breath of death. He was sure that he had seen the breath of death not long ago, because he had rarely even touched the breath of death, let alone the breath of death.

"Shadow!" Ye Wuyou raised his head, and with a move of his right hand, the shadow at the bottom of his feet suddenly stood up and stood opposite Ye Wuyou.

This is his martial soul, the shadow of death!

"So the truth is right next to me. My shadow, it turns out that the aura of death is in your body." Ye Wuyou reached out to put his hand on the shoulder of the shadow of death. He felt an energy exactly the same as the aura of death in the shadow of death in the heart of the shadow of death.

"Master!" The Shadow of Death said respectfully. With the ability to share Ye Wuyou's memories, it naturally knew what Ye Wuyou was doing.

Ye Wuyou closed his eyes again, one hand left on the shoulder of the Shadow of Death, and the other hand reached towards the Scythe of Death, and finally stopped on the invisible barrier.

But this time, he felt the seemingly ignorant spirit in the Death Scythe!

The spirit in the Death Scythe looked like a newborn child, purely flawless. This spirit seemed to have just been born and did not have its own judgment ability.

Since the original weapon spirit in the God of Death's sickle was the former partner of the God of Death who fought side by side, when the God of Death passed the God of Death, the God of Death would cast the body for the original weapon spirit to help it escape from the God of Death's sickle.

At this time, the spirit in the Death Scythe was re-conceived through the heavenly treasures of the God of Death Scythe when the Death Scythe was passed down to the realm.

"You...who are you?" The spirit of the Death Scythe's weapon was asked in a daze.

Ye Wuyou didn't know the current situation of this weapon spirit. He tempted and said in a straightforward manner: "Death Scythe, I am your new master. As long as you are willing to recognize me as your master, I can take you to see the outside world, the wonderful and colorful world outside!"

The spirit of the Death Scythe has been sealed in the altar of the Death God since its birth. It is a yearning for the outside world. After hearing Ye Wuyou's words, the spirit of the Death Scythe has agreed without hesitation: "Okay, okay! Master!"

As the voice of the weapon spirit fell, the invisible barrier that blocked Ye Wuyou and the God of Death Scythe disappeared, and Ye Wuyou's hand successfully held the hilt of the God of Death Scythe.

Ye Wuyou couldn't help but sigh. The previous unblocking and communication took him a lot of effort, but the last level passed so easily.

His eyes looked at the Grim Reaper scythe in his hand with a very gentle look.

I will definitely treat you well in the future, Death Scythe!
Chapter completed!