"NO!"
The Fire Phoenix Clan's Ancestor shouted, but his voice was unusually meek, as though it already came from a vast distance, causing him to be terrified again. He flailed left and right in mid-air, but it was all useless, causing him to sink into a world of despair as his eyes became dull.
*Badump!~*
It didn't take a second longer for him to disappear from this world, causing countless hearts to pound with fear as they saw the dark cloak again disperse into thin air halfway through its plunge. But for the slightest moment, they didn't realize it was already back in the Emperor of Death's hands.
From a distance, a hidden silhouette watched this scene in shock.
'No way… he already mastered the Deathward Seacloak Dominion!? One mistake and it is assured that he would be gone from this world…!'
"You… bastard! What have you done to my Ancestor!? What kind of Divine Technique is that…?"
