Leng Yueyan looked at Long Chen and shook her head. “It is impossible.”

Long Chen felt like he had been struck by lightning. “Why? Aren’t you the god of the Netherworld? Don’t you control reincarnation-?”

“Long Chen.” Leng Yueyan pressed a hand on his shoulder and sighed, “You’re thinking too simply. The Netherworld isn’t the Netherworld within the stories of your Martial Heaven Continent. Our Netherworld is just one tiny region of the ten planar worlds. This place is just one of the millions of Netherworlds. Even all the Netherworlds added up together would only count as one of the planar worlds. It has its own laws, especially as it corresponds to the other worlds. The cycle of life and death connects the ten planar worlds. If you want to go against these laws, you’d have to be the master of the ten planar worlds.”

Leng Yueyan was helpless. The ten planar worlds had stopped being...