"If the Sea God stood for peace and justice, he wouldn't come after you on a bully's behalf."
Huo Yuhao spoke calmly. "Go. I won't kill you!"
"Oh, right. What's your name?"
The woman remained silent for a long while before whispering, "My name is Wangchuan!"
"All right, I'll remember you. Perhaps fate will bring us together again!" At her answer, a sharp gleam flashed through Huo Yuhao's eyes.
After gathering Dai Huabin's remains into his storage ring and refrigerating them, Huo Yuhao turned and left without looking back. His figure vanished swiftly.
Even without any divine sense left, Huo Yuhao knew that this "Wangchuan" was no ordinary woman.
That night, Huo Yuhao did not stay anywhere in the Western Star Luo Empire, or indeed anywhere on the Douluo Continent's main plane. Instead, he entered his Undead Demiplane.
After being fully assimilated by the Douluo Continent and becoming this plane's Netherworld, everything here was purple and shone with intense light. According to Elder Yi, the Undead Demiplane was now equivalent to a reincarnation spirit furnace that had evolved into a sentient spirit furnace in his world-watching over the Douluo Continent plane's six paths of reincarnation.
A chair hung at the highest point: the seat of the Holy Necromancer. If the Douluo Continent ascended to become a Divine Realm someday, this chair would become the God of Death's Divine Seat.
Huo Yuhao walked through the void and sat down in the chair. Then he waved a hand, and a humanoid figure bound from head to toe in chains appeared before him.
It was Dai Huabin's departed soul.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? Aren't life, death, and reincarnation supposed to be in the gods' hands?" Discovering that he had lost his body and appeared here, Dai Huabin was overwhelmed