Published: January 19, 2025
"This scythe of the God of Death..."
Qin Chen's pupils constricted as he gazed at the scythe of the God of Death in the distance, exuding a sharp aura. A grave expression flashed in his eyes.
Previously, he sensed that this scythe was extraordinary, but he never expected its power to so easily tear apart the physical defenses of the King of the Forest of the Underworld.
It should be noted that the King of the Forest of the Underworld was the master of the Hall of Ghost Kings and a transcendent level expert. His physical strength was no trivial matter; normally, it would take immense effort to tear apart the body of a third layer transcendence expert.
Yet this scythe of the God of Death effortlessly tore through it. What kind of treasure was this? At this moment, Qin Chen felt a wave of unease in his heart. When he previously faced a clone of the Master of the Graveyard of the God of Death, the opponent had only condensed a phantom of the scythe. If it was truly the scythe, he likely would have been in trouble back then at the Dead Sea Spring Eye.
The Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor couldn't help but furrow his brow and said, "This scythe of the God of Death, could it be that certain treasure..."
Qin Chen turned to look at him, "Ten Thousand Bones, do you recognize this scythe of the God of Death?"
The Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor hesitated, "Young Master Chen, this item bears some resemblance to a treasure I once knew. When I was following the great emperor, I heard that one of the four great emperors of the Underworld, Emperor of the Ten Halls of Yan, had a treasure called the Demon King's Blade, which was given to the leaders of his ghost kings. It is an eternal level treasure. I had not connected it to this scythe of the God of Death before; after all, treasures of this shape are quite common in the Underworld. However, the power of this item is remarkably similar to that of the Demon King's Blade, which raises my suspicion."
"Emperor of the Ten Halls of Yan? Demon King's Blade?"
Qin Chen pondered.
If the Underworld Master’s weapon was indeed the Demon King's Blade, it would indeed be intriguing.
While Qin Chen was deep in thought, the nearby transcendent experts who were watching also gasped in shock, feeling cold all over.
If this scythe of the God of Death could break the body of the King of the Forest of the Underworld, if it struck them, their souls would likely dissipate instantly.
In Wailing Ghost Ridge.
"Master of the Graveyard of the God of Death, don't force me."
The King of the Forest of the Underworld was struck by the scythe of the God of Death, his body stained with blood as he let out a pained roar. Blood spilled from his wounds continuously, and he was furious beyond measure. At that moment, he truly felt a strong sense of crisis; from the torn wounds, a suffocating deathly aura seeped in, preventing his body from healing.
This was an erosion at the level of rules.
The third layer of the eternal order realm represented having achieved eternal order. At this level, unless one completely destroyed the order power within the opponent’s body, normal attacks would find it difficult to inflict damage. What could truly harm them was an attack at the level of rules.
And at this moment, the Master of the Graveyard of the God of Death was using the scythe to inflict damage on the King of the Forest of the Underworld at the level of rules.
This had already damaged the King of the Forest of the Underworld's origin.
"Hmph, King of the Forest of the Underworld, what other means do you have? Feel free to unleash them. Since you dared to kill my people and seize my opportunities, you must be prepared to face death."
The Master of the Graveyard of the God of Death's eyes were icy, unmoved.
Since he had decided to strike, he could not hold back. It was a rare opportunity to seriously injure the King of the Forest of the Underworld and possibly kill him; he could not let the opponent escape.
Boom! The aura of the Master of the Graveyard of the God of Death surged wildly at this moment. He fiercely swung the scythe of the God of Death, which transformed into a dense net of blades, completely enveloping the King of the Forest of the Underworld and not giving him a moment to catch his breath.