To Xu Xuan's surprise, no monsters rushed out amid the ghostly wails and wolfish howls of those things. Instead, a crowd of humans surged toward him.
Or rather, those people could no longer be considered human.
Every one of them looked ghastly, their faces deathly pale like dried corpses, with horrific bite marks covering their bodies and faces.
Strangest of all, none of them breathed anymore, nor did they have heartbeats.
As they rapidly approached, Xu Xuan saw even more clearly that many of them had been disemboweled, their internal organs either damaged or missing altogether.
"You need physical bodies to truly unleash your combat strength?"
Xu Xuan frowned and asked, but no one answered him. Instead, a pack of bizarre dried corpses lunged at him.
Their gazes met, and Xu Xuan immediately felt his hair stand on end.
By all rights, these people could not have been any deader.
Many of them stared fixedly at Xu Xuan, yet they actually had no eyeballs left, only a pair of gruesome sockets.
Yet, absurdly enough, all these things were smiling at Xu Xuan.
It was not hard to imagine how utterly eerie their smiles were, making him uncomfortable from head to toe.
Perhaps this was a peculiar human instinct: when faced with something uncanny, one would always feel fear.
Though Xu Xuan felt no fear in his heart, looking at those utterly bizarre smiling faces still made his hair stand on end.
"I suppose I'm lucky! If you had merged not with dried corpses, but with actual living people, or even powerful martial artists, that would be your strongest state, wouldn't it?"
Xu Xuan sneered. Rather than retreating in the slightest, he charged straight at those bizarre dried corpses.
This was what it truly meant for the brave to fear nothing!