Stabilizing the Great Thousand

"However—once it leaves the blood pool for more than ten breaths, this Heavenly Corpse will permanently wither, never to possess life again. So—"

Gu Qianjue abruptly raised his head to look above, as though gazing across the lands of the Central Plains.

"Since ordinary methods cannot repair this Heavenly Corpse, then I shall use extraordinary methods and turn the entire world into the nourishment of my strength!"

An infinitely savage grin suddenly spread across Gu Qianjue's face. "Enough. Begin the Doomsday Dissemination Plan. Scatter all the mad corpse foul breath across the skies for ten thousand li!"

At the Cult Master's words, the Ten Dharma Kings were immediately startled and hesitated one after another. "Cult Master! If we do this, the world will fall into chaos and all living things will suffer. Then you, the Heavenly Corpse, and the Holy Cult—"

"A pack of idiots!"

Gu Qianjue rebuked them coldly. "As long as the Central Plains become a kingdom of corpses, the mad corpse blood essence the Heavenly Corpse requires will be everywhere.

"When I return to the Central Plains, I will never lack blood essence to nourish myself, no matter where I go. It will be enough to make up for the expenditure after leaving the main altar.

"Then, once I find Zhang Sanxian and reclaim the Heart-Eroding Power that belongs to me, truly repairing this Heavenly Corpse, I will be able to step into a realm above the Sacred Embryo! Hahahaha!"

His mad, exhilarated laughter echoed endlessly through the dim underground cavern.

Amid Gu Qianjue's maniacal laughter, the pinnacle of the tallest and most magnificent tower at the center of Sea Immortal Island, above the demon cave's vault, suddenly split apart in a bizarre, petal-like fashion.

Then, a colossal cannon barrel made entirely of writhing flesh and cold