Not only had this monster's build approached that of the Human Clan, even its appearance was virtually no different from a human's.
The only difference was that every part, tissue, and organ of its body had been assembled from different corpses. Its eyes in particular were each formed from the remains of six different Human Clan corpses, laid out side by side to create triangular pupils.
Just one look at that ghostly thing was enough to give anyone nightmares.
More than that, the intense distorted will emanating from its surface constantly influenced and radiated into the surroundings. Had Meng Zhao not told Jiang Zixuan and Hua Xin to retreat far away, seeing that ghostly thing up close would likely have caused the same dual corruption of flesh and spirit as gazing upon Seven-Headed Xiangliu.
Even a supreme Heavenly Being powerhouse like Meng Zhao, blessed with extraordinary bloodline, talent, and aptitude, felt the flesh within his body stirring restlessly at the sight of this thing. Countless inexplicable wills seemed on the verge of awakening, ready to erupt and burst through his physical body.
In terms of savagery, ferocity, and power, this ghostly thing pieced together from who knew how many corpses was no match for Seven-Headed Xiangliu. No wonder Meng Zhao had sensed no threat from it.
Yet in terms of sheer strangeness, this thing was even more bizarre than Seven-Headed Xiangliu.
Although Meng Zhao had not sensed danger, he did not let down his guard in the slightest. He could not be certain whether this ghostly thing possessed some terrifying ability that distorted his spiritual senses, causing him to misjudge its threat, grow complacent, and leave it an opening to exploit.
"Die!"
A deep, hoarse voice rang out, as though its throat had been damaged. The air within the basin