He Is a Good Person
The next moment, he felt his chest being cut open, his outer skin peeled away to reveal his true form.
His true form was a corpse.
Unlike incarnations such as Lian Qu, who were manifestations of their own consciousness, Kong Duiyue's relationship with his true form was more like that between parents and a child.
However, he was the least favored one.
His body had been tainted by vast amounts of malice and Calamity. His pale flesh was covered in wounds, beneath which lay putrid pus and blood, along with muscles like old beef.
A thick, foul green stench constantly seeped from within his body. Even his breathing carried an overpowering reek that made people deeply uncomfortable.
His vitality had long since been taken from him, leaving behind only a decaying shell. Unfortunately, he still could not die.
"Why is Kong Duiyue here?"
"Doesn't he know how disgusting he is?"
"Why isn't this thing dead yet?"
Malicious voices rang out beside him. Looking around, Kong Duiyue saw that all sixteen of his siblings had arrived and were waiting for the Joy Star Lord.
This was Joy's minor world.
The breeze here was pleasant, and the scenery was beautiful. Simply looking at it allowed one to feel boundless joy, enough to make anyone wish to lose themselves in it forever.
The other incarnations were all dazzlingly beautiful as well. Every movement drove people mad, and every smile stirred the imagination. Their mere presence made people restless, desperate to share joy with them.
Beyond that, they each represented different Traits and possessed different strengths. Every one of those strengths was astonishing, while their secret weapons were even more soul-stirring, making people unwilling to leave once they entered.
Unfortunately, there was one extra person here.
His arrival sullied