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This is... the disparity between the chess player and the chess piece?

King of Qin stared blankly at the other, devoid of any desire to continue moving.

That pale hand, getting closer and closer to him, he felt the tangibility of death for the first time!

This intuition told him that if that hand touched him, everything he had would come to an end.

But... so what?

Being no more significant than an ant, even if he struggled, how much longer could he cling to life?

Perhaps he was truly tired; for the first time, King of Qin revealed a weary smile, his eyelids feeling too heavy to keep open...

Just like this?

Such a voice echoed incessantly in his mind, just like this?

"This cannot be!"

A cold voice interrupted King of Qin’s fanciful delusion, his body suddenly jerked back, and as he came to his senses, he found himself ten zhang away, brought there by Ziyue without knowing when. And in the distance, the hand that almost touched him remained in place, not following suit.

King of Qin gazed ahead blankly, then felt like deflating, almost failing to keep his balance.

If not for Ziyue supporting him with a hand, he might have collapsed on the spot.

Although he was breathing heavily, he wasn’t utterly disillusioned as before; on the contrary, at this moment, he wanted to struggle more than ever.

That feeling was peculiar, just like the sensation of escaping a near-drowning experience, where every cell in the body gasps for air, yearning to live!

"Just now that was..." King of Qin gasped out.

"Death Will!" Ziyue’s eyes carried a purple hue as she stared resolutely at the expressionless Madam Joseph in the distance: "Her power isn’t simply physical death; it’s something like a rule.

It can wither everything it touches, not just physically but also letting death erode your will on a spiritual level.

So that’s it... This is the Power of the Venerable closest to the Fruit of Life and Death Dao, huh? "

The realization dawned on King of Qin, goosebumps spreading over his skin from the fright, but this feeling of having survived disaster suddenly burst forth with boundless vitality, warming the surrounding space affected by it.

"The first time I saw you, I knew you had the qualifications," Madam Joseph said, her lips curling into a smile having been seen through: "Whether crunching data or taking action, you always maintain your composure under any circumstance, making judgments based on various data. Honestly, if you were my daughter, I might not have been so crazy to join this experimental project. If there was anyone with half of your quality in the next generation, I wouldn’t have ever followed them in those insane plans. "

"You make it sound as if you had no choice," Ziyue replied with a cold smile. "So, is that why you abandoned even your children and descendants?"

"Why would you say that?"

"Because you have no allies!" Ziyue said coldly: "You may need to be cautious of people within your power circle, but what about your direct descendants? Not even one competent fighter? Are they all worthless... or is it that you trust none of your own bloodline?"

Madam Joseph: "....."

"It seems like the latter..." Ziyue said with a smile: "I really wonder, for someone like you... is there really any joy in living?"

"Absolute powerhouses are inherently lonely. Those who seek solidarity, whether by blood or other means, are all weak. The reason you were so thoroughly defeated back then was also because you couldn’t let go."

"Maybe..." Ziyue said with amusement: "But at least from what I see now, you, without any helpers, are much easier to deal with!"

"Is that so?" Madam Joseph’s smile faded, her expression turning stone-cold. She stepped forward, and while the surroundings seemed unchanged, they also became desolate. In an instant, Ziyue felt it; all the vitality around that old woman had withered away.

Every living being, including the elements themselves, perished under the amplification of power!

This is the power of the Eyes of Direct Death....

"Your power can’t be exercised at will, can it? With such slow speed, even killing a chicken would be troublesome, right?"

"But your range is only this small..." Madam Joseph smiled, pointing outside: "Even if I move slowly, step by step, what can you do to resist me?"

Ziyue looked behind her, the flames outside had turned black, and from the reaction of the Dragon King, it was clear they should not be touched. Under these circumstances, their range of movement was confined to only a few hundred square meters within the cabin.

As the enemy said, even if she crawls over like an ant, our demise is only a matter of time!

Ziyue looked seriously at her opponent, her hand gesturing slightly, and the distance between them began to expand, layer by layer.

This was precisely the Golem Secret Technique; it was by utilizing this move just now that she could barely restrict the Nanhai Dragon King from approaching!

But her face quickly darkened, this move... was now useless!

The layered space continued to exist, but no matter how much space she expanded, the realm of withering death did not shrink at all. Instead, it followed the folds of her own space and expanded even further.

To put it simply, the few hundred square meters of space that was already withering away remained the same after using the Forbidden Technique. No matter if you expand to tens of thousands or millions of square meters, the result is the same...

The rate of this encroaching spread is calculated by percentage!

"It’s futile..." The voice of Madam Joseph came from the abyss, as if it could reach your ears no matter the distance: "The Power of Life and Death is the most terrifying force in the world, nothing can escape death, not time nor Space, all things must wither eventually...."

Her voice held an infernal charm, and Ziyue felt an inexplicable urge to give up rising from within, but she immediately bit down on the tip of her tongue.

The intense pain brought her back to her senses, and facing the increasingly eroded space, her expression was grim.

This woman’s abilities were incredibly difficult to deal with, seemingly resistant to any power, with no chance of running away or hiding, no hope in a head-on fight, and having to guard against the weakening of one’s will... Wait a moment!

Ziyue realized something in an instant, turning her head towards the King of Qin who also seemed to have caught on. Both of them were clever individuals who had experienced major battles. How could they be stuck in a rut without hitting upon this crucial point?

The weakening of the death will itself was unreasonable.

If the enemy could take down the two of them regardless, was there a need for mental weakening?

Indeed, if the enemy’s abilities were truly insurmountable, and if the two of them could only struggle futilely as death crept over them, was there need for preying on their spirit in advance?

She could just toy with them like a strong entity playing with the weak, watching the two succumb to despair eventually.

This act of mental weakening seemed entirely superfluous!

Neither of them believed that the enemy would do something so redundant, leaving only one possibility...

The two exchanged glances, immediately grasping the critical point!

This woman’s abilities... are definitely not unsolvable!!!