Gu Qingshan stood before the altar and drew a deep breath.
These statues... held the power of the God of Death.
It was already extremely faint, but it still carried the unique aura of the River of Death within the River of Life and Death.
If he could awaken this power—
Then how could he fail to escape the predicament of being chased down?
Even if he returned to the Cultivation World, what did he have to fear from Guangyang Sect and the Divine Martial World?
Gu Qingshan fell into thought.
The Construction Cap above his head floated up, transforming into a card that was pinched between someone's fingers.
Mist began to gather.
Xie Shuangyan stood within the mist, gazing quietly at Gu Qingshan.
"What brings you here?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"To take back my card, and to see what you'll choose," Xie Shuangyan said.
"There's nothing here to choose," Gu Qingshan replied.
"Were you not just about to awaken the God of Death's power?" Xie Shuangyan asked.
Gu Qingshan looked up at the three statues, a faint smile on his face.
He was the God of Death.
Now, all he had to do was reach out and draw upon the faith held in the statues. In an instant, he would regain his identity as the God of Death, and countless worlds would sense his presence.
But he clasped his hands behind his back.
"The Pope is outside, and the Heretical Sequence is still running rampant across the world. If you become the God of Death again, you'll win everything," Xie Shuangyan said.
"It's tempting, but I can't do it," Gu Qingshan replied.
"Why?" Xie Shuangyan pressed.
"If the River of Death's power stirs, the Curtain will very likely notice. And once he does, Reneedol will know too... Reneedol wields