Even the True Realm's powerhouses, unless they practice the dual forces of life and death, will steadily lose their vitality, decrease their lifespan, and eventually die within it if they stay for too long.
Gazing at the Death Relics, which resembled Infernal Hell, Xiao Mu was absolutely vigilant.
He communicated with the Chaotic True Seed, releasing a surge of Death Force that wrapped around him.
A layer of Death Light a few inches thick immediately covered the surface of Xiao Mu's body.
This Death Light was black and protected Xiao Mu, who slowly advanced one step at a time toward the depths of the Death Relics.
Plop! Crack! Boom!
Strange noises resonated from all directions, as the Death Force quickly condensed into unusual death spirits.
There was a four-winged beast and weird creatures with cow heads on human bodies. They howled and roared as they charged quietly toward Xiao Mu.
