In the secret chamber hidden deep in the rear mountain, a foul stench filled the air, and roars rang out incessantly.
A monster over fifteen feet tall battered the barred window like a gorilla, making a tremendous racket.
"So damned noisy. What's wrong with this thing?"
One guard could not help frowning as he peered inside through the ventilation opening.
"It's probably hungry," the other guard said calmly.
He was not particularly sensitive to noise and did not much care.
"Hungry again already? Didn't we just feed it? Speaking of which, this thing really is getting bigger and bigger. Its belly's like a bottomless pit. It eats over a hundred pounds of fresh meat a day."
"Yes. We really have created a monster."
"Have you... heard that this thing was originally refined from a human corpse? It came back from the dead, but it isn't truly alive. It turned into a zombie instead?"
"Forbidden arts seeking resurrection have existed since ancient times. The pill dao also has miraculous pills that bring the dead back to life. That's nothing unusual."
"Even that isn't unusual? I've only heard of the Demonic Path over in Changzhou being skilled in techniques like these. I never thought our sect had such secret arts too."
"Our sect's foundations are naturally far deeper than juniors like us can imagine."
"Ah, keeping something like this around... I really don't know whether it's good or bad."
"Don't let your imagination run wild. You were told to watch it, so watch it. Just make sure it stays locked inside and doesn't escape to wreak havoc."
While the two guards spoke, the agitated monster suddenly fell silent.
Before they could wonder why, they saw him raise his enormous fist and smash it into the steel bars across the window.
Boom!
Amid