Lagg Vaca's dormant consciousness awakened.
The synchronized aura of the bone body was difficult to maintain. Yin Ming's sliver of possessing consciousness was about to be squeezed out of the Sea of Consciousness.
Lagg Vaca hurriedly activated the Undying Law mark, maintaining that wondrous state of shared senses.
His scarlet eyes turned toward Yin Ming, and he spoke with some concern. "My Lord, I feel that the Wizard Black Tower is plotting something enormous. This time, perhaps at the very instant I am killed, someone may extinguish my soul, leaving me without even a chance at Rebirth."
Yin Ming deeply agreed and nodded. "Very possible. After all, with the power the Wizard Black Tower possesses, ordinary matters can be handled directly!"
"But you needn't worry too much. Ordinary death can be easily reversed. What you fear is dying at the hands of a high-ranking transcendent."
"How about this? Before we begin, I'll bury a Necromantic Beam inside your body. A single thought will activate it, and the instant it activates, it can kill you immediately. As long as you kill yourself quickly enough, I trust that no one will be able to kill you!!"
Lagg Vaca: "..."
Though it sounded perfectly reasonable, something about it still felt wrong.
Perhaps he still had not adapted to his new identity as one of the undead. After a brief pause of contemplation, he nodded and agreed to the plan.
Rumble!!
Suddenly, a hole tore open in the sky barrier.
A crimson streak of light appeared before them, transforming into a red-haired young man.
Though this was their first meeting, the aura was familiar beyond measure. The newcomer was naturally the Source of Flame Spirits—Yamalt.
Only now did Yin Ming learn what he looked like. He was not particularly burly and lacked the gloomy,