Terrifying power spread, and the laws of death gathered, pressing down upon the God of Death.
A world of death faintly unfolded in its entirety, bearing down with a thunderous crash.
Boom!!
It was as if an entire world had exploded. The whole world began to crumble, its power shattering piece by piece and surging forward in a burst of terrifying force.
It was an incomprehensibly powerful strike. Even a Seventh Tier being would feel helpless facing it, and could be wounded—or even gravely injured.
Yet despite the strike's terrifying power, it had no effect whatsoever on the God of Death.
The aura of death swept in every direction, but the moment it touched the God of Death, it settled into an eerie calm.
The external force was fierce, but to the God of Death, it was nothing.
No matter how fierce it was, the instant it reached the God of Death, it became utterly tranquil, posing no threat at all.
"What?"
Watching this, Qimudan froze, unable to believe what he was seeing.
Ahead, the power of death continued to surge.
As the aura of death settled around him, the God of Death slowly raised his head. His eyes were deep and dark as he looked ahead. "In the name of death."
His quiet voice fell, and the entire world began to change.
The power of death began to be stripped away, transforming in an instant.
One law after another peeled away from Qimudan, as if they had encountered their supreme sovereign and were answering his call.
Feeling this happen, Qimudan could hardly believe it.
"Your command over death surpasses mine!"
He stared at the God of Death opposite him, unable to believe it.
There was no doubt about the reason behind what was happening.
The God of Death's command