“All hands aboard! Set spatial thrusters to maximum—next stop, the Western Pole!” At Gu Changsheng’s command, aided by a silver spatial tailwind from three-year-old Little Fifth’s Void Dragon horns.
The [Rank 6 Gu Family Hot-Spring Cruise Ship] folded space across the northern sky and crossed ten thousand miles to the far western edge of the Demon Continent in twelve minutes flat!
Below the ship’s bow lay the Ten-Thousand-Corpse Poison Abyss—the foulest scar on the western hemisphere.
At the center of a ten-mile-wide volcanic basin towered Script-Nail #2: The Ten-Thousand-Corpse Miasma Pillar.For ten millennia. This five-mile-high black iron spike had pumped concentrated Upper-Realm corpse-rot and acidic blight up from the planetary mantle. Turning the entire ten-mile basin around its base into a bottomless lake of bubbling, ink-black Rank 6 Lethal Corpse-Acid.
And now, because Script-Nail #1 had just been pulled out at the North Pole, Foreknowledge Decay had triggered Nail #2’s emergency contamination protocol!
BUBBLE—HIIIIISSSSSS!
The ten-mile lake of boiling black corpse-acid was churning like a witch’s cauldron, swelling eighty feet above its rocky rim! A three-hundred-foot-high wall of greenish-black toxic mist and acidic sludge was surging toward the eastern lip of the basin—directly above the newly planted Western Spirit-Fruit Orchards. The ancestral villages of the Nine-Tailed Sky-Fox Clan!Down on the eastern earthen dike.
