Lin Feng swallowed.
To be honest, he was not particularly afraid of the Uncanny of the Underworld.
But the black mass of flies covering the corpse before him like a blanket made him instinctively recoil.
Without approaching, Lin Feng summoned a gust of wind to drive away the enormous green-headed flies, each as large as a thumb!
His pupils widened at once!
The flies rose from the remains like a cloud, buzzing as they formed a vortex above the corpse, circling endlessly, reluctant to leave.
Maggots covered the corpse. Fly larvae crawled over every inch of it, greedily devouring the rotting flesh.
The corpse had swollen grotesquely from decomposition, and the insects' buzzing was deafening.
It made him want nothing to do with approaching for a closer look.
Lin Feng swallowed. The sight left him physically queasy.
But that was not the main Zhong.
The main Zhong was that this corpse, dead for who knew how long, was covered in the eggs of some unknown creature.
They clung to the bones, the fascia, and the rotting flesh.
It was as though they had grown out from inside the corpse.
Like apple snail eggs, they hung from every bone in the body.
The vivid purplish-red eggs were packed together like strings of grapes. Some had already burst, spilling a strange pus that stained the white maggots. Flies crawled out of the dead, rotting eyeballs, coming and going without end.
The corpse's belly made a series of popping noises as bacterial growth caused its internal organs to burst.
Some vicious creature seemed to have torn open the chest and abdomen, exposing countless bones.
The eggs had also infested the ruptured abdominal cavity.
The sand beneath was filled with excrement, corpse fluids, and dried traces of pooled blood.
There was no dignity left