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What were death's methods?
Gu Xi kept turning the question over in his mind.
Back then, he had seen every single move Death made in dealing with the Head of the Ancient God.
Before, Gu Xi had not understood the changes involved, but he had memorized everything.
Now, thinking it over again, together with the situation before him, Gu Xi slowly began to understand the methods Death had used at the time.
Death truly regarded everything as something that could die.
Cities could die. Red Equipment could die. Skills could die. Even ancient gods could die.
And what Death controlled was life and death.
Whoever he wanted dead would truly die.
Although Gu Xi could not directly make an ancient god die, things like making a city die were something Gu Xi could do with ease.
And the soul of this lightning before him was not an ancient god, nor was it even a Complete Soul.
So what was so hard to deal with?
Imitating Death's method, Gu Xi did not use the Hand of Death. Instead, he reached out himself and grabbed the struggling lightning.
"You. Die."
Gu Xi spoke each word clearly.
As those three words left Gu Xi's mouth, he felt as if he had grasped something.
He reached out and pulled.
The lightning that had still been struggling moments ago flowed toward the floor of the Hall of Gods like a puddle of dark purple liquid.
And in Gu Xi's hand, there was now an orb of light, dark purple on the outside, with pale golden radiance flickering within.
Death!
Gu Xi instinctively sensed what this orb of light represented.
At the same time, Gu Xi also instinctively knew how he