The young man, after the merger, still didn't move and just stood there quietly, yet the bridge-shaped black energy above his head grew increasingly dense, its range spreading wider and wider.
At the same moment.
In a small villa's dining room on the first floor of Huaying District, the God of Death, Wu Mayun, had just finished a bowl of white rice porridge. Her phone, placed beside her, rang.
She picked it up and saw it was a call from Wang Shu, the leader of the Exorcist Brigade. She pressed the answer button, and Wang Shu's hurried voice came through: "Lady God of Death, I have very bad news right now!"
"What news?" Wu Mayun asked.
"In the city center of Huaying District, a Spirit Bridge is forming rapidly. The source is currently unknown, but exorcists on-site reported seeing a young, completely nude man who is suspected to be the architect of the Spirit Bridge!" Wang Shu spoke quickly.
