Ghost Story Game Designer
His will had risen far beyond his flesh, and Gao Ming's beating heart had become a restraint instead. The weakened Flesh-and-Blood Immortal was merging with the Rotting Lord. For the first time, he faced a situation like this—Gao Ming now had the power to kill him.
Aside from Gong Xi's Life Aspect, which was genuinely happy for Gao Ming, the other three ghost faces became much more subdued. At his peak, the Flesh-and-Blood Immortal would certainly not have feared Gao Ming, but he was now at a critical stage of the merger and had no strength to resist.
If Gao Ming decided to sever himself from his flesh now, he would immediately become a Dream Ghost even more terrifying than Gao Yun. But the Flesh-and-Blood Immortal would also lose most of his power, along with his control over the Rules of Hanhai Blood City. After all, Gao Ming and Gao Yun were the true masters of Hanhai Blood City.
"Is this the world as an Unspeakable sees it?"
His will broke free of its cocoon and was reborn. Although Gao Ming still lay on the ground, his vision seemed able to extend infinitely. The churning black fog could no longer affect him. What truly made him sense danger in the Fog Sea were fine threads invisible to the naked eye. Rooted in the earth filled with forgotten memories, they came in all manner of colors and contained all manner of emotions. They seemed to be the rules of the Deep World, a poison harmful to the Endless Mortal Worlds.
Most of the fine threads felt threatening to Gao Ming. Only a kind of translucent thread and another mottled, multicolored kind showed him goodwill. Whenever his gaze fell on them, they willingly drew close, allowing him to