Yusa’s corpse lay cold and lifeless. I grimaced as I touched it.

"This bastard really died?"

He was dead.

Just moments ago, he had been speaking just fine, and then suddenly, his heart burst, and he died.

To confirm it, I could feel the energy rapidly draining from Yusa’s body.

"What the hell…?"

Why did he suddenly die?

And more importantly—

"Why did his heart have to explode?"

His heart had ruptured.

What did that mean? Others might not know, but I did.

This was—

"…The same effect as Cheonma’s Restriction."

The absolute restriction Cheonma had placed upon all demons.

It could not be undone, and any attempt to break it resulted in instant death.

Even under torture, those bound by it could never speak.

Because the moment they tried to reveal anything, they would die immediately.

The greatest formation masters of the Orthodox Sect had tried countless times to analyze the restriction.

The results were disastrous.

No one had ever been able to lift Cheonma’s restriction.

Not even until the moment of my death.

And now, Yusa had died in exactly the same manner.@@novelbin@@

"…I don’t know if it’s a restriction or not."

But nothing else made sense.

The moment he revealed the location of the Sacred Tree, he died.

If that wasn’t a restriction, then what was?

"Tsk."

I stroked my chin. This was a problem.

The sudden death of Yusa? That was an issue, but not the real problem here.

"I lost a valuable piece."

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