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"Say something! Why aren't you saying anything?" Li Huowang, his face grim, stared at his reflection in the basin and demanded harshly.

"This heavenly calamity is completely different from the past ones! Before, at most it was that decay disappeared! Daytime disappeared! But this time, death itself has disappeared!"

"Do you know what that means? This isn't some trivial matter!" Li Huowang paced back and forth through the room, anxiety gnawing at his heart.

"Every heavenly calamity appears because the Heavenly Dao is in upheaval. But now death has suddenly vanished—something must have happened to the Death Heavenly Dao!"

Li Huowang stopped short. The most immediate possibility sprang into his mind, and he abruptly looked at his reflection in the basin. "Tell me! Did those Siming worshipped by the Dharma Sect seize the Death Heavenly Dao? Have you been doing anything at all?"

"Or have others already come knocking at the door, while you're still this muddleheaded?"

"I fought back, I think."

When he saw himself in the mirror finally begin speaking, Li Huowang viciously cursed. "So you do know how to show yourself! I thought you'd died long ago!"

"Probably not time yet. Is something wrong?" Ji Zai's tone remained as bland as ever.

Li Huowang could not be bothered to waste words on him. He rushed forward and asked anxiously, "What exactly happened? What happened to Ruler of Death Heavenly Dao Kuilui?"

"He died."

Li Huowang's pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints. "Died? He really died? How did he die? Was he killed by Yu Er God's accomplices?"

"Probably." A trace of confusion appeared in Ji Zai's eyes.

"Then whose hands is the Death Heavenly Dao in? Why has the Lower Realm become like this?"

"Mm." Ji Zai fell into thought. "Don't know. I didn't see it either."

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