Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The cold wind howled.
The temperature plunged.
Night truly fell.
Boundless Fierce Sha poured out of the black coffin along with the white bony hand, filling the world and turning the surrounding area into a netherworld.
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Suddenly, a Flame Slave from Huoyan Valley threw back his head and let out a heartrending scream.
Splurt!
Splurt!
Thick, slick tentacles wormed out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, writhing like claws.
At their tips, mouths opened and closed incessantly, their teeth stacked in layer upon layer.
The Flame Slave had already been wounded while fighting the black giant tiger. Now, eroded by the Fierce Sha that filled the sky, he could no longer hold on and was transformed into a genuine monster.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
The other people from Huoyan Valley were struggling just as badly. One by one, they raised protective barriers, clashing against the omnipresent black smoke and fighting to hold on.
The only person here still able to move was the true disciple Bai Cha. She had put on the Jiao Dragon Armor again, her whole body radiating a blazing red glow. Alone, she held up a safe zone, sheltering a small number of her fellow disciples.
"A Ninth-Order Monster...!"
The Jiao Dragon Armor shone brilliantly as Bai Cha stared fixedly at the enormous bony hand slowly reaching out of the coffin, her face grim.
She had never imagined she could be so unlucky as to encounter a genuine Ninth-Order Monster in the wasteland.
One had to understand that a Wraith of this caliber could rival a Human Race martial artist in the Extreme Realm.
In fact, under normal circumstances, even an Extreme Realm martial artist would be no match for a monster of the same rank.
"This is