The killing outside shook the heavens and earth, but inside the Primordial Palace, it was dead silent and peaceful, completely cut off from the noise outside.
The Primordial Palace was clean and tidy, evidently swept on a regular basis.
It was currently night, the time when the Three Corpses God roamed, and Chen Shi saw Mother's Three Corpses God.
The Upper Corpse God Peng Ju lay on the ground, his face ashen, staring blankly at the sky.
The Middle Corpse God Peng Zhi sat leaning against a tree, his eyes dull and filled with the aura of twilight.
The Lower Corpse God Peng Qiao sprawled on the ground, awaiting the arrival of death.
They were surrounded by sorrow, looking like stone statues.
The master of the Primordial Palace was too grief-stricken, causing the Three Corpses God born of desires to also sink into sorrow, unable to walk out of the grief.
Chen Shi walked past these three ugly corpse gods, and they did not even glance at him once.
The divine court gates of this Primordial Palace were open, yet they had not broken into the divine court to urge their master to go out and carouse with them.
They had lost their vitality due to their master's grief, and were further trapped by ghosts and gods within this Primordial Palace, unable to step outside.
Chen Shi climbed the steps, his body shifting as he walked.
For all these days he had maintained the form of the Great Yaksha, and only now did he end the divine transformation ability, changing back from a yaksha to human form.
He worried that the yaksha form would frighten Mother.
Chen Shi walked into the divine court. Viewed from the outside, the divine court was a magnificent palace, but stepping inside, what met the