Death, Second Life! (Subscription Request)

Death, Second Life!

The residual power of the List of Gods had already dissipated, and the River of Time naturally faded into obscurity as well, though the speed was very slow. It still merged with the Years Tribulation Light and continued to inflict punishment upon Ji Hao.

This Years Tribulation Light lasted for a full three years. It seemed incredible—how could a tribulation last for three years? In truth, this was maintained by the List of Gods, who commanded heaven and earth with Her status; She was a professional in this regard.

In other words, Ji Hao had been killing himself for the past three years.

For three whole years, he remained under the scouring of the Years Tribulation Light. A single day felt like a single moment, yet he seemed to have lived through nearly ten thousand years within the mortal years.

His physique was already filled with an aura of decay, leaving behind only a sliver of divine power. The Chaos Origin had also been completely exhausted, and his condition was even worse than Jiang Taixu's back then.

Within the Chaos Life Spring, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety Dao marks had already been carved, and the ten thousandth one was also faintly discernible!

Reasonably speaking, with his incomplete Chaotic Body at the Saint level, he shouldn't have been able to live for so long. But who asked this to be the Kunlun Immortal Land, where Medicine Kings of tens of thousands of years were fundamentally in no short supply?

Coupled with the presence of the Immortal Pool, this kept Ji Hao from kicking the bucket right away, barely allowing him to maintain his life.

At this moment, the wrinkles on Ji Hao's face were enough to pinch a mosquito to death. A head of white hair was