Heavenly Corpse from Beyond the Realm

"Madman, madman, madman!"

"It's over! The whole world is doomed!"

"Gu Qianjue! You—you've completely lost your mind!"

"Demon! A Greater Demon through and through!"

"Gu! What good does this do you?!"

"Must the common people and every martial sect in the realm all perish?!"

On the plaza before Golden Cicada Temple, members of every sect and faction had all fallen into despair.

Gu Qianjue's proclamation of world destruction had frightened everyone out of their wits, scattering their souls.

Even Master Cien, ever calm and composed, could not help closing his eyes with a long sigh, rapidly rolling the Buddhist beads in his hand, utterly at a loss as to what to do.

Yet just as Gu Qianjue sneered wildly and everyone sank into despair, Zhang Sanxian, who had remained silent for a long while, suddenly spoke coldly: "Gu Qianjue, your true body is on a large island nineteen thousand seven hundred li to the southeast—no, not on the island, but in an underground cavern a thousand zhang beneath it."

His deathly pale eyes seemed to pierce through the vast world, precisely locking onto that distant place. "I surmise that the ten thousand jin of frenzied corpse miasma you spoke of should be there, correct?"

This was what Zhang Sanxian had instantly "seen" after combining the Fate-Locking Vein-Seeking Art (contributed by True Person Yanghe), Phenomenon Fiction, and the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

Naturally, Gu Qianjue knew nothing of this. After hearing Zhang Sanxian's words, he froze where he was, before speaking again in an even more sinister voice: "Good, good, good. Impressive! Truly impressive! You even know this. I am beginning to suspect that you may actually be the true master of the legendary Rain-Listening Tower—but—so what?"

He suddenly burst into manic laughter. "Hahahaha~ I shall now scatter all ten