"Boo-hoo-hoo~"
"Jie-jie-jie~"
"Hee-hee-ha~"
Shrill sobs, grotesque cackles, and deranged, strange humming rose and fell in a chaotic chorus.
The sun rose in West Valley and set on East Mountain; time's order in this stretch of heaven and earth was reversed, its rules collapsed.
A giant ancient ship pieced together from countless withered bones slowly rose into the air. Layers upon layers of skeletons were stacked across its hull, and dark-green putrid fluid flowed through the cracks, gleaming with a deathly, eerie light.
Thick, rusted Cold Iron Chains were wrapped around it in a death grip, tightening ring after ring around the Solar corpse. Twisted patterns crawled across the chains, constantly seeping black mist.
The Bone Ship dragged the Solar's enormous corpse, drifting along an eerie trajectory from West Valley toward East Mountain.
Wherever it passed, the surrounding void twisted and trembled with it. Mad whispers burrowed into the eardrums; anyone tainted by the black mist would have their mind gradually sink into madness.
The members of the Demon Race had been watching that ancient ship for some time already.
After discovering that what the Bone Ship was dragging was the Solar's corpse, the Demon Race, which had always revered the Solar above all, was shaken.
There was terror as well!
Just what level of power could batter a Solar, one countless billions of times vaster and greater than the Prehistoric World's sun, into such a state?
And what was that Bone Ship dragging the Solar corpse?
But no matter how eerie and mad it was, Dijun Taiyi could both sense a flash of blessed intuition from that Solar corpse.
That Solar corpse... was where their opportunity lay!
Although the current Dijun Taiyi no longer possessed the bodies of Golden Crows, their Golden Crow souls remained, and so their perception of