It was an ancient corpse, surrounded by an aura akin to death and shrouded in black fog, floating above the desolate and solitary universe, on the edge of the Boundary Sea. Much like a mountain of flesh, the rumbling sound of collisions was repeatedly emitted from its wrinkled skin, resonating like thunderclaps.
The body of the corpse was too enormous, too beyond the boundaries of language to describe. The first glimpse of it filled Jiang Hui's field of vision, extending to the ends of heaven and earth, seeming to consist entirely of that boundless and majestic corpse. Even a single scale on its body was as large as a star, rising and falling and causing tidal waves billions of meters tall…
Jiang Hui was unsure if it was an illusion, but he felt that the indescribable stench lingering above the Boundary Sea was emanating from this ancient corpse.
