Gu Qing Shan felt a sense of delusion.
That he was now the River of Death, and that he was the manifestation of the River of Death's will itself.
Ever since ages long past, dead souls over countless years had slumbered in the depths of the River of Death.
Without the River of Death, these souls would have drifted endlessly through the void, not receiving any rest, let alone peace, and would have ultimately dissipated into nothingness.
This was the virtuous karma accrued by the River of Death, innumerable, uncountable, and immeasurable!
Gu Qing Shan took a deep breath and let himself experience the miraculous sensations from the surrounding void of space.
The will of Huang Quan is waiting for me.
------as the Death God, what kind of Huang Quan Divine Skill do I need?
Gu Qing Shan remained silent for one breath's worth of time.
