The World Reveres Me as the Devil Master, the Taixing Corpse-Transmutation Immortal Sect, and the Aptitude Stairway!

A dark silhouette slowly emerged from the depths of the graveyard, finally revealing its true form.

It was a shriveled corpse. All the flesh on its face had dissolved away, leaving only jagged bones, empty eye sockets, and exposed, ghastly white teeth.

Yet it could speak. Its voice did not emerge from its mouth, but rumbled and reverberated inside its abdominal cavity, sounding extraordinarily eerie.

The corpse stepped out through the graveyard's ghostly lights. Looking up, it saw the great lake, now completely dry, with only its bare bed remaining. Countless giant whale carcasses lay piled atop one another across the parched ground.

"You stole my flesh to eat. Now, in this state, are you trying to atone by guarding my grave?"

"But all these things belonged to me in the first place."

As the corpse's words fell, wisps of dark red blood energy rose from the dead giant whales strewn across the lakebed.

Thread after thread drifted through the air, all gathering toward his body.

More than a dozen eighth-tier giant whales, hundreds of seventh-tier behemoths, and countless ninth-tier giant whale carcasses supplied a vast, boundless torrent of blood energy, pouring ceaselessly into the corpse's withered shell.

Nourished by the inexhaustible blood energy, his shriveled, decaying body slowly revived. Full flesh grew back inch by inch, the aura of death gradually receded, and vigorous life flowed through him once more.

In an instant, the giant whale carcasses covering the ground were completely refined, leaving not a trace of vital essence.

The corpse also shed his skeletal appearance, revealing his original form: a young man with an unremarkable face and ordinary features.

Only his eyes stood out-a pair of golden slit pupils that gleamed with a cold, eerie light.

The young man seemed to sense something. "I'll retrieve the Yin-Seeking