In a daze, Fang Qing seemed to hear a wail brimming with pain and sorrow...
His sea of consciousness had frozen solid, and all he could see was a sheet of white light.
The clear and turbid qi gathered, seeming to form an invisible gate leading somewhere. In the darkness, an indescribably colossal being rolled about, wailing...
Countless ghosts and gods transformed into Great Terrifying Aspects were likewise screaming and weeping...
The cries of ghosts and gods answered Heaven and Earth's alarm!
Crash!
By the time Fang Qing came back to his senses, he was already lying atop an enormous lotus leaf.
Lotus Blessed Land was deathly silent. The countless burial mounds and the White Bone Dharma manifestations that had blotted out the sky had all vanished without a trace... as though everything he had experienced before had been nothing but a dream of Nanke.
He sat up and saw the corpse of a dead white bat beside him.
It was gaunt and skeletal, most of the fur on its body having fallen out. Every bone protruded through its skin, as though it had simply aged to death...
"This wasn't a dream of Nanke... It was real!"
"Lord of the Charnel Forest tried to seize my body with [Maiden Earth] emptiness, only to suffer a backlash from the Dao-Born Pearl..."
Fang Qing recalled the fragments of what had happened, still feeling uneasy. He feared that, in the next instant, a great skeletal hand would tear open Lotus Blessed Land, seize him in its grip, and refine him in the blink of an eye...
But in a mere moment, he understood.
"If another True Lord had acted, then during the brief time I was unconscious, who knew how many would have already arrived..."
"Since nothing has happened, then naturally, nothing