At the center of the nine Heavenly Pillars, a half-collapsed divine hall floated.
Within the divine hall's most majestic yet ruined main chamber stood a platinum Divine Seat.
All manner of savage beasts were carved upon the Divine Seat—flying beasts, giant dragons coiling around it—and jade treasures and jeweled orbs adorned its surface. It should once have shone with boundless splendor, but now it was dim, covered in cracks, its pearls stripped of light.
That alone was not enough to shock Fang Mo. What truly stunned him was the tall human corpse seated upon the Divine Seat.
It was a giant, like a mountain, clad in shattered armor. Its skin bore a dull gray hue, and its face was majestic. Even with its eyes tightly shut, it still radiated an oppressive aura that commanded all directions.
Yet there was a bloody hole in its chest. Golden blood flowed from the wound in its breast, staining the Divine Seat before running down the high platform and connecting to the bases of the nine Heavenly Pillars, forming an incomparably vast and supremely intricate golden sealing formation.
The formation flickered with light as energy surged through it, as though blood itself were flowing. It echoed with the nine Heavenly Pillars, flashing from time to time.
Even more horrifyingly, beneath the Divine Corpse's feet lay an enormous black skeleton. It looked both human and ape-like, yet more like some twisted Demonic Beast. A long, pointed tail trailed behind it, still stained with golden blood, while its sharp claws had pierced through the Divine Seat.
With only one glance, Fang Mo felt his soul tremble. The monster radiated an aura that made his heart palpitate.
But a blood-colored longsaber had been nailed into the monster's back, its hilt gripped by the giant's hand, pinning the