"Before the Immortal Corpse Inner Pill, we are no different from mere mortals—touch it, and death is certain!"
"In those years, when this thing fell from beyond the heavens down into the Nine Continents, in but a few days, Fengdu Mountain and ten thousand miles around it were turned into a land of desolation. From Divinity Transformation cultivators down to common folk, all were corroded and became Corpse Demons."
"The ancestral masters of the Heavenly Corpse Sect could not bear so much slaughter; they sacrificed themselves to weave a prohibition and refined the Immortal Corpse Inner Pill into a Magic Treasure!"
The Golden Corpse lightly stroked the Treasure Bead, speaking coldly.
"Had our sect's forefathers not made that sacrifice, the Nine Continents would have long since been laid to waste; would humanity still endure to this day?"
"So that's how it is."
