“Origin sphere?” Lu Yun fell into deep thought.

“Alright, let’s not go into that.” A bright smile tugged at Qing Han’s lips. “At least I’m alive for now!”

Lu Yun sighed and dropped the subject. There must be a way for the Tome of Life and Death to manipulate death. I’m just too weak right now to possess that death art. Determination flashed through his eyes.

The northern tomb was pitch black without any sources of light. The further Lu Yun and Qing Han went in, the thicker the murderous atmosphere grew. A thin layer of goosebumps covered their skin as the pressure on them grew heavier.

“Don’t move!” the Dusk governor...