On a barren island in the Middle Ocean, a raging inferno soared into the sky as an old man howled in despair and fury, “I will never let you go! I will have my revenge! Revenge…” 

Suddenly, he heard a soft but disturbing sound. The old man turned to look at the source; off in the distance he spotted a desiccated corpse slowly making its way towards him. This dried up corpse did not try to attack, and instead, it simply walked around while reciting the Corpse King Transformation technique.

The old man’s instinct was to destroy the corpse right away, but after processing the words that the corpse was saying, the man’s expression grew solemn. He recognized that it was reciting the Corpse King Transformation.

As someone who had fought on the Perennial World’s rear battlefield, the old man was extremely familiar with the Corpse King Transformation. He had never dared to attack a corpse king that could transform. Each subsequent transformation allowed their physical might to rise tenfold, which meant that a corpse king at his level of strength would suddenly be able to crush him like a bug. Such a level of strength was just too terrifying for the old man to face head-on. However, it appeared that he had just been granted the opportunity to learn the technique.

No, he could not. Learning the Corpse King Transformation was no different than betraying humanity. The Corpse King Transformation was more than just a technique, it was a method of completely...