This human had a clone named Chen who cultivated Dead Silence Power. His strength was almost second only to Death Lord's, putting him on par with Thousand Machine Strange Performance. Was he trying to use Dead Silence Power to resist death? The secrets revealed by divination would ultimately become the grave that buried you.
As he thought, his gaze shifted back to Wang Wen and Thousand Machine Strange Performance. These two had to die, too.
You'd survived a battle against a Master—you had every right to be proud.
How long had it been? Throughout history, no one had ever fought a Master and survived. Even those who dared challenge one were defeated in an instant. For these few to join forces was enough to earn them a page of their own in history, but that page wouldn't be long.
Inside the Immortal Star Chart, a thread of death connected to Lu Yin. Life Master had already dealt him a grievous wound, and now he was enduring death's destructive force. His life was being stripped away with every passing moment.
He clenched his teeth and guided the Dead Silence Power, merging it with divine power.
It wasn't enough. It still didn't compare to the power of the armed death that had hunted him during the Reverse Ancient Era.
He continued.
Another thread of death connected to him.
Then another, and another, steadily increasing.
With every additional thread of death, Lu Yin took on a greater risk of dying.
His face turned deathly pale as he coughed up blood again and again. His whole body fell into a state of decay, leaving marks that even time couldn't erase.
Time left its marks, and so did death.
Lu Yin had never experienced death so directly.
He could no longer tell the difference between