"What the hell are these things? They look disgusting."
Li Ling was in a state of soul projection and could not touch physical objects, but merely looking at them seemed to contaminate his mind, sending waves of discomfort through him.
This place seemed to harbor an extremely unusual spiritual force that could resonate with a cultivator's divine sense.
Anyone else who came here in their physical Dao body would likely suffer a tremendous impact, far beyond mere psychological disgust and discomfort.
"Zhao Wuyan was once eroded by Ji Earth Grand Tai Sui too. His inner dreamscape was a damp, dark cavern filled with all kinds of slime mold, carpeting the ground like rotten flesh.
This place resembles that one, but it's even more disgusting. These mutations may have arisen under the influence of Shi Jizi's spiritual power."
Li Ling speculated about the origins of what lay before him.
Before long, he shifted his gaze to the side and suddenly jolted.
Corpses were packed densely there, covered in head-sized Tai Sui-grayish-white, tumor-like growths shaped like lingzhi mushrooms.
There were thousands upon thousands across this vast expanse, filled with grayish-white filaments and mold dust.
Li Ling recalled an old cliché about thousands of troops lying in ambush inside a village or palace. That was simply impossible.
Corpses, however, were another matter.
Even billions of corpses piled together would form no more than a mountain of flesh a few miles across, which this valley could easily accommodate.
Tens of thousands of corpses gathered in one place occupied only the volume of a somewhat larger building. Stacked layer upon layer, they had been turned into a seedbed for cultivating Ji Earth Grand Tai Sui.
Through the gaps between those fleshy tumors, he could vaguely see countless tentacle-like buds of flesh connected within, resembling nerve