The Holy Weapon emitted infinite radiance, suppressing the dense fog.
Next.
In the distance, a majestic figure sat cross-legged, surrounded by ripples flowing outward in concentric waves.
Alive or dead?
None could say for sure.
[Emperor Corpse: The Emperor Corpse left behind by the Immortal Emperor after transcending, containing the awe-inspiring might of the Immortal Emperor in life. It waits for a reincarnated body to return and merge with the Emperor Corpse.]
"Brother Lin, I feel like this thing might be a bit dangerous. Do you think it's alive or dead?" Qin Yang whispered. Despite the figure not saying a word, the sensation it gave him was intensely threatening.
The kind of threat that struck directly at the soul.
For him, the direct descendant of an Immortal Venerable bloodline, to feel this way—it was enough to show how terrifying the figure was. It seemed anything but simple.
"It's dead," Lin Fan said calmly.
