Li Qing's Future Body clone continued forward, approaching the enormous palace.
Desire monsters stirred at the news, charging in from every direction.
But they met a golden torrent of civilizations from across the heavens. It swept outward, clearing away every trace of desire.
Monster after monster born of desire was killed, and tiny wisps of immortal desire were extracted from them.
Soon, every desire monster around the palace had been destroyed.
A strand of immortal desire as thick as a thumb appeared in the Future Body's hand.
After putting it away, the Future Body clone strode toward the enormous palace.
The entire palace was built from a pitch-black substance.
A ring of massive columns surrounded its outer edge, supporting a huge, square roof.
Each column bore strange carvings in all manner of forms, most of them hideous.
They looked like evil spirits, but not evil spirits in the usual sense. These were steeped in overwhelming desire.
On one column, for instance, there were dozens of different species. Some possessed intelligence; others resembled wild beasts.
They tore at one another in a wasteland, swallowing each other's flesh one mouthful at a time.
Even as chunks of flesh were bitten from their own bodies, they showed no sign of stopping.
Some had lost more than half their flesh and were little more than skeletons, yet still clawed at the lives around them, desperate for another bite.
It was a scene of starving ghosts: every creature frantically trying to devour the others.
"The desire to feed and devour?"
His gaze moved to another column.
It was carved with all kinds of creatures.
They indulged in frenzied pleasure across an open plain. Differences of species meant nothing, nor did whether they were of the same or different sexes.
The scene was so debauched that