"This continent is only a fragment. Our revival was by no means a coincidence... the karma power on you has already exceeded normal bounds. Surely you must have sensed it yourself..."
The Corpse God's face held an inscrutable expression. His gradually receding aura still spread outward like surging waves.
Lin Shuguang watched him calmly.
Karma power was complicated. Even the Blood-colored Demonic Saber found it troublesome. However, the Corpse God before him had equally ancient origins, and his knowledge and perspective were surely far beyond Lin Shuguang's.
But Lin Shuguang showed no sign that anything was amiss. "Is that all you wanted to say?" he asked offhandedly.
The Corpse God's expression froze. He shifted his gaze from the sky to Lin Shuguang, looking somewhat puzzled, and slowly asked, "Are you actually a revived one?"
He could not understand it. The Martial Dao on this continent was clearly restricted by the power of rules, making it impossible for high-level combatants to emerge. Yet this human martial artist possessed terrifying power that approached the level of rules.
This clearly contradicted his understanding of this continent.
"I was unwilling to provoke you before precisely because I didn't want to become entangled in this karma because of you... even the gods fear karma power, let alone so much of it appearing on a single person. Such powerful karma power is bound to trigger a backlash. Once this continent can no longer withstand it, your fate will definitely be even worse than mine... perhaps that being has already noticed you."
"Who is that being?" Lin Shuguang asked indifferently.
The Corpse God gave a bleak smile. "That being's name cannot be spoken... what I can tell you is that I am not actually the true Corpse God, but merely a wisp of his divine soul, fortunate