บท 1405: Fan Gu

Dense grey clouds covered the sky and the earth. It was moist and cold, like countless sticky tentacles drilling into one's body through the skin. A strong power of death mixed in the clouds, corroding everything, turning the vitality into a lifeless power of death.

It was not like Netherworld Hierarch's Netherworld power. The Netherworld power was complicated and changeable, including the power of strict natural penalties, the quietness of death, and the variability of the great Dao of reincarnation. Therefore, despite the fact that the Netherworld Power superficially represented death, it was more like a seed buried in bone ashes that had a hope of life.

The grey clouds released by the figure walked out from behind Fan Hai were about pure death. Lifeless, hopeless... Once the death happened, the silence would be eternal. It was true death, that could make one despair from deep down one's heart.