"You motherf—"
The gray-robed River God crawled out looking utterly bedraggled, his expression extremely ugly. That surging Power of Death had nearly beaten him to ruin just now.
It was only because his Status was the same as Jiang Che's that the Power of Death could not kill him completely. If it had been anyone else who had not stepped into the Transcendence Realm... they would have died eight hundred times over already.
"Phew—" The River God spread his hands helplessly.
Although his Status was equal to Jiang Che's, and Jiang Che could not kill him completely, he had no way to kill Jiang Che either—unless he used Jiang Che's family to threaten him.
But "living in harmony" was the core principle of the Traveler Organization. They had all lived for who knew how many ages, and their hearts had long since become still as water. There was no need to offend someone with the same Status as himself.
"Jiang Che, why do I feel like your Power of Death is stronger this time than last time?"
The youthful River God wiped away the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"Of course. I used ten Item Cards this time; last time, I only used one. Naturally, the power isn't the same," Jiang Che replied carelessly.
"Is that so?" The River God scratched his head in confusion.
Obviously not. Jiang Che had developed for twenty thousand years, and his system points had approached one trillion. The ultimate mission requiring one hundred trillion points was already one percent complete.
As the mission's progress accelerated, Jiang Che's Status was also visibly rising.
"No fun!" The River God suddenly shook his head. "I gave you my heart, and you poured piss on it! I gave you so many good things just to