The Tablet of Death stood firm in its place as always, occasionally releasing a suffocating, terrifying aura.
The surroundings were completely desolate—there wasn't a single trace of life anywhere.
Daniel had only grasped two percent of the Law of Death, and he planned to deepen that understanding… but not right now.
He preferred to return to the Celestial Domain to do it, and besides, it would be a long process—and for now, he didn't have the time to dedicate to it.
He only wanted to check whether anything had happened to the Tablet—had it changed, or maybe undergone some unexpected evolution? Unfortunately, nothing of the sort had happened. The Tablet was exactly the same as the first day he'd obtained it.
"The Law of Death… logically, death can do many things. You can even kill fate and time," he muttered thoughtfully.
He had many ideas about what he could do with the Law of Death, but for now, both his comprehension and his power were too limited.
