Evading the lethal strike, the tricolored divine rainbow raced through the air, now only a hair's breadth from the barrier to the twelfth level.
He needed only an instant to cross the boundary and leave the thirteenth level's Eternal Deathland behind entirely. Using the Tomb of the Gods' rules governing its levels, he could shut out Di Lige's Highgod might, escape safely, and reunite with his companions to rest and recover.
Yet Di Lige's ultimate killing move, drawn from the supreme Higher Plane of Death, possessed a level and terrifying depth far beyond Shiheng's expectations.
Although the demonic spear's assault had briefly been impeded by the laws and its trajectory deflected, a barely perceptible strand of supremely pure death aura still spilled from the eternal death essence contained within that strike.
This strand of death energy was nothing like the ordinary turbid, sinister energy of the Necropolis of the Gods Secret Realm.
It was true Highgod essence, the power at the source of the Great Way of Death, bearing the resonance of death Di Lige had accumulated over countless ages-overbearing, annihilating, supreme, and merciless.
Hiss-!
The invisible, silent death essence pierced the fissures in shattered space, ignored his divine-power barrier, and followed the wounds previously torn into Shiheng's Divine Body. Like the deadliest poison, it instantly invaded his flesh, meridians, divine palace, and acupoints before finally taking root in the deepest essence of his divine soul!
In an instant, boundless cold seeped into his bones.
Shiheng's mind tightened abruptly. He dared not relax in the slightest, much less stop for even a moment.
Enduring the tearing agony throughout his body, he suppressed the desolate daze rising from the depths of his divine soul and hurtled madly through the thirteenth level's dark, deathly silent void, fleeing at top speed.
He exhausted