The Whale Song from within the solitary island seemed like a voice from ancient times, breaking through the barrier of time to resound through the Deep World at this very moment.
The Fog Sea surged, and the despair of the human world was hurled upward, turning into swirling black snow.
All the suffering in sight, all the sorrow that had settled within memories, was drawn toward that lonely island.
"So beautiful..."
In a daze, Gao Ming opened his eyes and gazed at the black snow filling the sky.
When the Whale Song rang out, the Illusory Divine Statue's power was disrupted. Only then did Gao Ming realize that his body and soul were severely rotten, but not so far gone that he had to kill himself and start over.
The Illusory Divine Statue had been guiding him, showing him the most miserable fate and drawing him toward the abyss.
A roar rang out as the Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God crashed onto the solitary island with Gao Ming in his arms. His four ghostly faces brimmed with killing intent. He wanted to turn back and fight the Rotting Divine Statue to the death, but he could not leave Gao Ming here alone.
Foul-smelling pus and blood streamed from his enormous body, and the mysterious ghost markings had been gouged away. The Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God did not know what lay on the island. Gong Xi feared that some terrifying presence there would attack Gao Ming, and that the Unspeakables' power would affect them both again. Having always hidden inside Gao Ming's heart chamber, he now tore open his own chest, placed Gao Ming inside his heart, and hid him deep within his flesh.
Even if this entire world reeked, the fragrance of meat still drifted from his chest.
Even if his soul shattered,