Iron Torrent raced onward.
Gu Qingshan rode in the middle.
"Is the Saint a new recruit from beyond the Dust-Sealed World?"
An old man in a white robe rode an iron steed, gripping a scepter as he asked.
"Yes," Gu Qingshan replied.
The old man gripped the reins in one hand and waved his scepter with the other, shouting at the sky, "World Gate, open your doors to the new recruit!"
At the far end of the sky, the gate rapidly grew larger.
It had nearly outgrown the very notion of a gate; it could be called a broad, unobstructed road.
The Iron Torrent surged forward. In an instant, it had crossed the sky and entered another world.
Darkness.
A flash.
Then the world appeared.
Flames mingled with a wind thick with the stench of blood, blowing toward them.
Deafening roars rang out all around.
As far as the eye could see, clusters of black-and-red light gathered into a massive, blurry figure. Its outline was impossible to make out. Only when it moved could one glimpse a pair of vacant eyes beneath the shifting light, and a huge mouth lined with sharp teeth.
The monster, shrouded entirely in light, was as large as a soccer field. It crouched atop countless corpses, gathering light into hands, grabbing the bodies, and shoving them into its mouth.
"A corpse-eater," Gu Qingshan muttered.
Almost at once, the monster abruptly raised its head and spotted Gu Qingshan.
"Living... all must die..."
It mumbled.
Countless dark-gray rays shot out from the mass of light toward the area around Gu Qingshan.
These dark-gray rays behaved strangely. They didn't attack Gu Qingshan directly, but instead built a cage of faintly glowing darkness around him.
The angel behind Gu Qingshan reacted instantly and cried, "By the power of the