The Star Domain of eerie stillness became increasingly tangible.
Evil God Du Ling stepped onto a massive altar made of piled bones, slowly rising from the death-ridden Kingdom of the Dead into midair, then into the void interwoven with the Law of Death.
His body continued to merge with gray-white crystalline threads, rapidly growing stronger.
Power from different desolate worlds, drawn by His guidance in a manner even Pang Jian hardly noticed, poured into His perfecting body.
His momentum climbed relentlessly, His power of death growing denser.
"Du Ling!"
"God of Death!"
"Our God!"
Great shouts came like mountains collapsing and tsunamis roaring.
It seemed that in numerous worlds, across many star domains, billions of creatures still worshipped Him after His death.
Beneath His feet, the bone altar gradually transformed into an ancient kingdom suffused with the intent of death, with many evil godly spirits manifesting in the corners of the realm.
"You should listen to me,"
