The Death Beam began to fluctuate violently. The previously slow condensing method accelerated at an alarming speed. In just a matter of seconds, it condensed into a black coffin with gold lines running all over its body. Death Reverence's body trembled as he tried to contain his excitement. After so many years of planning, he was one step closer to achieving his Lord's grand ambitions.
"But, it's not perfect enough," Death Reverence thought. His eyes shifted to the survivors of the Longevity Realm. Many people had survived by absorbing others' lifespans, but the truth is that was not the reason most of them survived.
Most of the remaining survivors were people with a deep karmic bond with third-step powerhouses. And it's not the kind of bond in which they were treated as pawns. No, it was the kind of deep bond where the third-step powerhouse has left a mark on their bodies to keep tabs on their situation.
