Screech!
Amid the ear-piercing scraping, one black monster after another slowly emerged from the narrow passage.
Their forms were bizarre, and no two looked exactly alike.
A closer examination revealed that these things seemed to have been pieced together from parts of various races.
The Sacred Feather Clan's signature wings, the Immortal Clan's flowing ribbons, the Golden Body Clan's golden skin...
It could be said that among these monsters, one could see parts belonging to nearly every race in the Chaos Sea.
"What the hell are these things???"
Tu Nan rubbed his bald head, his face full of confusion.
Even after transforming into a member of the Demon Race, this bloodthirsty and savage man felt a chill run through him when he saw these monsters.
Hao Yuan and Hao Shan watched Shen Lin warily while discussing in hushed voices.
"Big Brother, can you tell what these things are?"
Hao Yuan shook his head and said solemnly, "I don't know. The records in our Sacred Feather Clan's ancient texts contain no information about anything like this."
The monsters slowly gathered together. Before long, more than a hundred of them had assembled.
At the same time, the people buried beneath the rocks gradually freed themselves.
Zhang Chong searched anxiously through the rubble for a long while before finally digging Ling'er out.
But when he saw Hao Ming emerge alongside Ling'er, his expression immediately grew much uglier.
"Senior Brother Hao Ming, are you all right?"
Ignoring Zhang Chong, Ling'er hugged Hao Ming's right arm with a concerned look.
"Thank you for your concern, Junior Sister. I'm fine!"
Hao Ming replied casually, then shot into the air and came to Hao Yuan and Hao Shan's side.
"Two Elders!"
He bowed to the two of them.
Hao Yuan nodded, then looked past him toward Zhang