Huang Yi nodded and said, "Alright! I’ll head over to the Hall of Extinction right away and fuse the artifact spirit of the Reaper’s Scythe with its body to safeguard the Dead Star. Additionally, I’ll find a way to deal with the Barbarian God’s avatar in the Mortal Realm. Otherwise, if that avatar returns to the Heaven Realm and merges with its true form, his strength will be on par with the Supreme Gods, and we might never have a chance to bounce back. Now that the Barbarian God and the Demon Clan have joined hands to destroy the The Second World, we need to delay time with all our might, waiting for reinforcements to arrive. Do you have any ideas?"

Obert pondered for a moment, suddenly seeming to remember something, and said, "Our Death God’s Temple is currently overwhelmed and can’t spare any strength to support the The Second World. But if it’s merely about delaying time, that can still be achieved. Back then, Lord Reaper obtained some treasures from the God of Time, and the ’Tears of Time’ you have is one of the more ordinary items. I remember there’s a magical treasure among them called the ’Hourglass of Time,’ filled with Sand of Time, which can make the time of a region come to a standstill, separate from external time, unable to interfere with each other. In other words, if you use it on the The Second World, the outside Demon Clan won’t be able to exert strength on it."

"Oh? The Death God’s Temple has such a treasure?" Huang Yi’s eyes lit up instantly. Obert just described his drop of ’Tears of Time’ as a more ordinary item, but when speaking of the ’Hourglass of Time,’ he referred to it as a magical treasure, indicating its value must far exceed his Tears of Time, likely an SS-tier item.

Obert’s eyes showed a hint of reminiscence, "Of course, back in the day, the Death God’s Temple was full of treasures, and the Dead Star was open to the public, which is why so many have come to steal treasures in history. As the Prison Warden of Heroes’ Prison, you must have seen many of these criminals! However, the Death God’s Temple has declined, leaving less than one-tenth of its treasures; I am not sure if the Hourglass of Time is still there. I’ll need to check the Treasure Vault."

"Alright! You go to the Treasure Vault to find the Hourglass of Time right away, and I’ll head to the Hall of Extinction to fuse the artifact spirit with the Reaper’s Scythe!" Huang Yi said.

After that, Huang Yi obtained some other information from Obert before leaving the throne and heading for the Hall of Extinction.

According to Obert, the Hall of Extinction is located in the Reaper’s Garden and is used to consecrate certain artifacts of the Death God. During the Eternal Ancient Era, countless servants would maintain these treasures daily using magic stones, and the Reaper’s Scythe is the treasure of the Hall of Extinction.

The Hall of Extinction used to be guarded by a hall master appointed by the Death God, but this Master of Doom Palace died in the Ancient Era, and since then, the hall has remained vacant without a successor.

Although the Hall of Extinction has been without governance, it is fraught with dangers, filled with countless formations and traps, some set by the Death God himself. Any ordinary deity who enters may never come out; it requires at least a Main God’s level to have a chance to venture through it.

Although Huang Yi is the New Generation of Grim Reaper, his strength is too weak, not even a deity, making success seem almost impossible. But with no other options, he has to force his way in.

After flying for a while on the Wings of the Sun Pursuer, Huang Yi finally arrived at the Reaper’s Garden, where he could not fly, opting instead to walk on the ground.

This is a desolate forest, dark and primitive, overgrown with weeds, with dead branches and leaves everywhere, devoid of the sounds of insects or birds and any traces of gardening, having been abandoned for a long time.

"Eh?" Huang Yi exclaimed in surprise as he landed, staring dumbfoundedly at the surroundings, looking at the weeds amidst the dead branches and leaves.

Previously, his treasure-sniffing ability seemed to have been blocked by some force, but as soon as he landed here, he immediately sensed that the surrounding area was filled with spirit grass, with even the weeds by the roadside turning out to be all spirit grass.

Once, he worked tirelessly to find spirit grass to help Little Dragon grow, rarely finding even a single stalk after extended searching. Yet here in the Reaper’s Garden, they are everywhere, and stepping lightly on the ground might crush several stalks.

However, for Huang Yi now, the abundant spirit grass is of little use.

He determined his direction and promptly stepped over the spirit grass, swiftly heading towards a mountain, his quick silhouette flickering amidst the dense foliage.

Before long, Huang Yi finally reached the top of the mountain, and his view opened up instantly.

Below lay a Shangri-la-like prairie, the sunset surrounded by birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, with blossoms blooming and herds of young deer and little horses leisurely strolling.

But Huang Yi quickly realized that it wasn’t really a sunset, but rather a Giant Tower.

In the distance on the prairie was a giant lake, smooth as a mirror, with a solitary, half-round giant tower rising from the lake’s center, emitting a dazzling golden light.

The half-round Giant Tower cast an opposite reflection on the water, forming a huge circle that looked like a sun on the horizon.

The sunset glow on the prairie was actually the light emitted by the tower.

That half-round tower was the Hall of Extinction, quite mismatched with the lively, idyllic Shangri-la.

Huang Yi immediately started descending the mountain, heading towards the "sunset."

The light on the prairie shone through the dense forest gaps, forming beams of light that cut through the forest’s darkness, like a tranquil woodland at dusk.

Huang Yi quickly reached the base of the mountain, and not far ahead was the forest’s edge, the other side being the prairie; their boundary was clear, as if artificially divided into two regions.

Huang Yi slowed his pace, stopping under the last tree at the forest’s edge, gazing ahead.

In front was an expansive prairie where various animals roamed leisurely, with the Hall of Extinction forming half a sun on the horizon, dyeing everything a splendid gold; it was breathtaking.

Huang Yi lifted his leg, crossing the invisible boundary line, stepping into the prairie.

At that instant, a dramatic change occurred ahead!

The sun on the horizon instantly became a ghastly white moon, emitting a deathly white light.

The prairie beneath the setting sun, filled with birdsong and flowers, quickly turned into a deathly moonlit wasteland covered in dead grass.

Those leisurely grazing deer and horses on the prairie suddenly became walking skeleton horses, exuding eerie ghostly air.

It was never a Shangri-la, but an illusionary formation, and what was seen from outside was merely an illusion; in reality, this was a land of death.

The Hall of Extinction is indeed fraught with danger, trapping one in an illusionary formation before even entering. Even a top-level player like Huang Yi failed to spot the flaw.