Even with a single drop of blood, I will still be invincible!

"Looking across the myriad realms, although the dominant professions are extremely rare, with perhaps only one appearing on countless planets, there are still some overall."

Brian began to recount his story slowly, and Su Mubai confirmed his initial guess from his words.

The word "unique" in the "unique hidden profession" refers to a profession that is limited to a small world or a certain planet.

The exclusive hidden professions, on the other hand, are limited to the open world.

The Netherworld where Su Mubai is currently located belongs to such a vast world.

All the forbidden lands combined could barely be considered a large world.

After all, it's not only humans who live in the Forbidden Land of Gods; some weaker races are also born in the Forbidden Land of Gods after being pulled into the Multiverse Game.

This means that there is very likely more than one being with the [Death Ruler] class in the current Netherworld!

Although the Great World is vast, the Death Realm alone contains many other realms like the Realm of the Dead. Adding in other realms, Su Mubai couldn't help but frown.

How many beings in the entire universe possess the profession of [Death Ruler]?

Brian's next words immediately cleared up his doubts.

"Anyone can comprehend the same path of law, but the rules are different. Once a creature fully masters a certain path of law and becomes the master of that rule, no one else will have another chance."

"Whenever a ruler of a rule falls or disappears, 36 successors will appear in the myriad worlds."

"The new ruler will ultimately be born from these successors!"

36 people?

Upon hearing this number, Su Mubai narrowed his eyes slightly.

Is it too much?

In the vast and boundless universe, which contains countless realms, this number is not many.

But this is, after all, an opportunity to become the master of the rules, and 36 candidates is indeed not a small number.

"If every major path of rules is like this, then what makes the [Grimoire of Death] so special?"

Su Mubai glanced at Brian and asked the question again.

The latter seemed to be lost in some kind of memory, and the fluctuations in his soul became somewhat intense.

"As far as I know, although the rule treasures of other dominant professions are broken, there is only one main body. Even if the broken parts cannot be found, we can still find a way to restore them. Although it is extremely difficult, there is at least hope."

"However, the profession of the [Death Lord] is different. Before the previous Death Lord mysteriously disappeared, he used his boundless power to divide the [Death Codex] into 36 [Books of Death].

"These 'Books of the Dead' can be said to be neither the main body nor the main body in any one sense."

"The only way to bring the [Book of Death] back to life is to collect all the [Books of the Dead]!"

At this point, Brian paused, a wave of regret washing over him, and sighed:

"I once went through countless hardships to collect two copies of the Book of the Dead, but unfortunately, they were both taken away by that heartless Dylan."

"So, your profession is also [Death Ruler]? And Dylan, whom you mentioned, is one too?"

Su Mubai was taken aback upon hearing this, and then used the [Mysterious Eye] again to check Brian's information.

However, apart from the words "Witch God" on the opponent's panel, their class was still not displayed.

Seeing this, Brian nodded and explained, "My former profession was indeed [Death Ruler], but after breaking through to the 11th rank, my professional power has been completely fused."

I see……

Su Mubai nodded slightly, meaning that after becoming the Lord of Laws, there were no longer any job classifications.

The combat power of an 11th-tier being depends entirely on the application of the laws; a profession is merely a template needed by lower-tier creatures.

"Master, how exactly did you collect all the [Book of the Dead]?"

Brian's soul rippled with a wave of doubt, tinged with immense curiosity.

I was once a powerful mid-level god, but I only managed to collect two copies of the Book of Death.

Although the master is very strong in the laws of soul control, there is still a huge gap between him and a lower-level god.

Have all the other true gods who possessed the Book of the Dead perished?

"You'll know later."

Su Mubai smiled and put away the [Death Codex].

He suddenly thought of something interesting.

Is one's own "catastrophe" created out of thin air, or forcibly seized?

Or perhaps... both?

Su Mubai believes that both exist because the [Cataclysm] often behaves inconsistently.

When I obtained the [Source of Deadly Poison] for free to advance to Orochi, it was completely out of thin air, ultimately causing the [Elemental Heart] dropped by the opponent to become [Abnormal Elemental Heart].

However, when trying to advance to the [God-level Appraisal Technique] for free, the results were completely different on the two occasions.

Clearly, a supreme treasure like the [Mysterious Heaven Treasure Mirror] cannot be created out of thin air by [Catastrophe].

So how did you get the [Death Codex] for free?

Su Mubai's question was quickly answered.

"Master, here we are."

As the icy voice rang out, Su Mubai and Brian were talking when he arrived at the coordinates given by [Dylan's Frost Ring].

There's nothing particularly noteworthy about this place; it looks no different from other ice fields.

"under."

Brian's soul suddenly spoke, "Master, I sense something below."

"Master, I felt it too!"

Frost also spoke up quickly, while sticking out her tongue to lick the corner of her mouth.

"There seems to be a large quantity of top-tier death-type materials below!"

"Oh?"

Su Mubai flashed to the ice surface to the side, and death energy immediately condensed into a throne behind him.

He plopped down on the throne, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's make our move."

"Old man, go to the side and don't disturb me while I'm working."

Frost bared its teeth, and the deathly aura condensed into a giant hand, which grabbed Brian's life box and threw it down.

Immediately afterwards, he transformed into a pangolin once again and began his second digging operation.

boom!boom!boom! ...

The sound of ice cracking echoed across the empty ice field. Su Mubai lifted his foot to stop the Life Box that had slid to his feet, looked at the frost, and his mind stirred slightly.

[Catastrophe]!

[Target: Frost]!

He left behind over 18,000 points of soul power to see if he could upgrade the Frost Cataclysm to level 11.

If possible, with Brian added to the mix, he would have two Rank 11 subordinates!

Although one will definitely be downgraded and the other has not yet recovered his divine body, they are still 11th-level beings, which is incomparable to the Saint Annihilation level.

[Hint: Please select the promotion rank: Tier 1/Tier 2/Tier 3, or add the Cataclysmic trait to it] (Click to view details)

Upon seeing that he could reach the third level of Cataclysm, Su Mubai's face immediately lit up with joy, but when he opened the details to check, his brows furrowed.