Lord of Death cautiously took out the Two Lives Flower. A jade box flew directly out of his body and opened, and a bloodstained corner of clothing flew before the Two Lives Flower.
A gleam flashed through Lord of Death's eyes. He opened his mouth and spat out a mass of blood essence containing an immense amount of his soul force, which plunged into the Two Lives Flower.
After absorbing Lord of Death's blood essence and the power of a wisp of his remnant soul, the Two Lives Flower burst forth with countless mysterious incantation marks.
A phantom of the River of the Underworld emerged directly from the Two Lives Flower, running through the past, present, and future.
The phantom River of the Underworld continuously traced back through the past, reflecting all things, until it finally revealed the scene of Lord of Death's wife's fall.
An Underworld Will flew in all directions. Specks of soul light from Lord of Death's wife, tempered through countless lifetimes, continuously flew in from across the universe and gathered atop the Two Lives Flower.
Countless mysterious incantation marks gleamed as a slender woman, not peerlessly beautiful but still exceptionally lovely, slowly condensed within the Two Lives Flower.
"Duo Duo!!"
Lord of Death, who had seemed like a block of lifeless wood, suddenly lit up. His body trembled slightly, his hands clenched tightly, and an excited voice squeezed from his throat, soft and thin, as though he feared shaking that cluster of soul apart.
When an Emperor grew enraged, heaven collapsed and earth split, worlds were destroyed.
Lord of Death had been too excited, his state of mind disrupted, and thus he was somewhat unable to control his own power.
A complicated look flashed through Yang Feng's eyes as he said slowly, "He truly is a