The elder monk was taken aback:
"Benefactor, you..."
Spiritual Power erupted from Li Yang, like a volcanic eruption.
The surging Spiritual Power ran rampant through the forest.
A terrifying power descended, and Li Yang transformed his appearance.
A round hat, a suit, a skeletal body.
This was the appearance of the Death God.
The black Soul Fire flickered in Li Yang's eyes, and two runes appeared.
He extended his index finger bone towards the elder monk:
"I'm keeping you alive for a reason; I don't plan on letting you die just yet."
The elder monk knew too much, and Li Yang wanted to get some clarity.
For example, the intricacies of the Hunter Guild and the Celestial Race.
Li Yang needed to know how many Wandering Ones the Hunter Guild had left in this world.
The Celestial Race would invade in the future, and he had too little information on the enemy.
Moreover, this elder monk was another Tier Six besides himself in this world, with strong power—how could he just die?
