"This was a corpse..."
Just looking at that enormous body was enough. No words were needed for the indescribable shock that struck the soul!
It stretched for thousands of miles. Dense forests covered much of it, but they had long since turned to stone, scattered across the "mountain range" in silent patches.
A faint, feeble glow rose from those petrified trees, casting the barest glimmer of light.
An ancient, vast, deathly stillness emanated from every part of the "mountain range," making anyone who beheld it feel small.
The profound silence all around brought an indescribable oppression that seemed to seep straight into the soul. Even with Chen Cuo's strength of will, strange thoughts stirred in his heart as he gazed at that enormous body and felt its uncanny stillness.
In the blink of an eye, however, Gray Mist spread through his heart. The Headband-wearing Mind Monkey sprang out, seized those strange thoughts, and swallowed them whole.
Chen Cuo's mind settled, and his thoughts grew clear.
His gaze swept slowly over the enormous body. He noticed that the great temple stood near the front of the vast corpse.
A faint Aura Pressure radiated from within it.
It was only a corpse, yet a Dreamscape still remained within it, one that could hold a century of history. How could anyone control something so vast and unfathomable?
With that thought, Chen Cuo looked around the corpse.
Everywhere he looked was black—utterly black. Beyond the vast mountain range of a corpse, he saw not a glimmer of light and heard not a sound.
A star rose within Chen Cuo's heart. It was the insight left behind by Gaoyang.
After the affair with Human King Taikang, Chen Cuo had gathered further insights and poured them into that star. It had grown brighter still.
Now he