As Huang Xiaolong walked deeper into the cavern, the corpses lining the sides grew bigger and bigger.

The corpse qi in the air grew denser, and it seemed to turn into a cloud hovering around them.

“Is that the corpse of a universe-level beast?!” Sun Wukong yelped in shock when he saw the giant corpse sitting in the corner.

“Yeah. That’s a Radiant Winged Tick, and its wingspan is comparable to a Roc.”

“It has already reached the grand perfection level in the power of radiance,” Huang Xiaolong muttered. “The same can be said for the power of space.”

A Radiant Winged Tick was said to be the bane of all creatures who cultivated with death qi. The strength of a Radiant Winged Tick who had reached the grand perfection...