This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Gu Jianlin knew well that opportunity only comes once, so he hesitated not and reached into the black hole to extract the Holy Corpse.
The so-called Holy Corpse is nothing but a pure black bone, resembling a human heart in appearance, with a jade-like crystalline texture, covered with intricate vein-like patterns and red-hot like a stone.
The moment he grasped the Holy Corpse, ancient whispers echoed in his ears, and before his eyes, hallucinations emerged, a black lotus growing at the edge of the sea, almost overshadowing the endless ocean, as a man walked in the world between sea and sky, with his gentle chant, the void mist spread out.
The withered lotus suddenly came to life, as though in the depths, a pair of eyes opened!
In a daze, Gu Jianlin seemed like a massive bronze pillar rising to the heavens, faintly a bewitching soul was nailed to the pillar, devoid of any form, yet endless blood gushed out.
