"Watch out! We may already be in the deep world!" Number Two shouted a warning. Gao Ming felt uneasy too. Both he and the Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God sensed an indescribable pressure.
"It seems to be above us."
Looking up, they could just make out an enormous dark shape floating amid the boundless fog.
The Faceless Divine Statue's hands gripped the doorframe. They seemed to have noticed something too, and all looked toward a certain point overhead.
"Whatever it is, get over there first!" For the first time, Gao Ming understood how terrifying it was for a soul to rot. His eyeballs were about to spill out of their sockets, his five senses were deteriorating, and even his memories had lost their color.
Since helping the Flesh-and-Blood Immortal assemble his entire body, this was the first time Gao Ming had suffered a wound he could not heal. The Flesh-and-Blood Immortal's power could only slow the decay.
The Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God emerged from the Execution House. Gong Xi's face watched Gao Ming anxiously, his hands cradling Gao Ming as though he were a baby. The other three faces stared at the Rotting Divine Statue with intense killing intent. Had Gong Xi's humanity not held them back, the Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God would already have gone to fight that Flesh-and-Blood Idol to the death.
"Head higher!"
The unease in his heart grew. The Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God thrashed through the Fog Sea like a great fish being hunted.
Gao Ming could not withstand the attacks of three Unspeakables now, but there was some good news: each Divine Statue would most likely collapse after unleashing its full power once. They could not bear the power of an Unspeakable.
"I need someone to share some of the pressure. Even taking on the power of just one Unspeakable