Gu Qingshan's heart tightened.
Because he remembered something.
The Dance of Sacrificing Lives of All Beings seemed to have some connection to the Dust-Sealed World, too.
If this sacrificial dance ultimately came from the Dust-Sealed World, wouldn't that make him one of the Myriad Gods Temple's people?
He had to get to the bottom of this!
After thinking for a second, he asked resolutely, "Did the myriad gods in the Myriad Gods Temple create the Dust-Sealed World?"
"No. Don't ask too much about the Dust-Sealed World. That could create a connection between you and it, and who knows whether that would bring good fortune or disaster? Even I wouldn't be able to save you," the Giant Corpse cautioned.
Gu Qingshan sighed.
After the Seven Swords Sacrifice All Worlds, he had once asked that hoarse female voice about the Cloud Atlas Rope and the Dust-Sealed World.
What had she said back then?
"This Lucky Rope is the key to crossing the clouds and reaching the Dust-Sealed World. Remember, you can bring at most one person with you: the rope's original owner."
—They'd been connected for ages. How could he not ask?
Come to think of it, after he'd completed the World's Sacrifice and defeated the Soul Screamer, that hoarse female voice had told him to practice dancing diligently and try to advance his sacrificial dance as soon as possible. But he'd been too busy and hadn't practiced at all.
Time was short now, and explaining it all would take too long. So—
"Can you take a look and tell me what's going on with this dance?"
After speaking, Gu Qingshan took a deep breath.
He puffed out his chest, raised his head, stuck out his backside, brought his legs together, and gently swayed his waist.
Several lines of glowing text appeared