But Li Qing had to win countless times. He could not fail even once—failure meant death.
That was the fundamental difference between them, a gap so vast it was nearly enough to drive one to despair.
The undercurrents of the universe were quietly stirring, and the world was drifting toward an unknown direction.
The river of heavenly secrets, karma, and fate churned violently. Who knew how many heroes would survive until the end?
Nether River Yama Son of Heaven's heart was exceedingly grim.
He had a premonition of death. "Something isn't right."
"Reincarnation Netherworld Devil Lord actually let me return to the Nine Provinces Four Regions!"
"He absolutely isn't that kind-hearted!"
"Over this period, he has almost figured out my underlying logic completely."
"He has probably already found the flaw in my logic. Killing me would take no more than a thought."
"And now he has left a mark inside my body. Could it be..."
Nether River Yama Son of Heaven instantly thought of something, and a trace of fear appeared on his face.
But he quickly suppressed the fear in his heart and began rapidly considering a way to escape.
"I'm afraid this true body can no longer be saved."
"But as long as my true spirit remains undying, I still have a chance."
"I still have one final method in the Nine Provinces Four Regions. Whether I live or die depends on this attempt."
Taking a deep breath, a flash of resolve passed through Nether River Yama Son of Heaven's eyes.
He continued onward through the rift, surrounded on all sides by abnormal oddities.
Yet when these oddities saw Nether River Yama Son of Heaven, they did not attack him.
They even retreated, keeping far away from him, not daring to have too much contact with him at