The corpse, upon confirming Wen Wen was alive, had a spark ignite in its eyes and stumbled towards him.
Wen Wen tilted his head, stepping back a few paces, but the corpse persisted, following closely.
It possessed almost no supernatural power, and its decaying body didn't appear capable of killing, yet Wen Wen didn't want to be touched by it.
After all, even something as foul as excrement might be cleaner than a corpse rotted to this extent…
While the corpse occupied Wen Wen’s attention, a figure clad in simple black and red armor, wielding a long saber, silently approached Wen Wen from another direction. The saber’s blade was aimed at Wen Wen’s neck.
It was this armored figure that had awakened the decaying corpse, its goal being to distract Wen Wen.
Its intelligence wasn't particularly high; it simply felt this method was the most efficient way to kill people and quickly end Wen Wen’s miserable life.
However, the moment it reached within ten meters of Wen Wen, its steps halted abruptly. It then swiftly turned and sprinted away.
Because, just moments before, it had witnessed the decaying corpse lunging at Wen Wen being reduced to ashes by a sudden surge of intense heat!
Not just charred flesh, but complete ash!
Thus, the figure turned and fled. It wasn't human, but it had a brain, and to live long, one must not provoke an opponent they absolutely cannot defeat.
“Tsk, it seems to have some intelligence.”
The moment the armored figure heard this, it felt a sharp pain in its back. Then, it saw a javelin pierce its body, pinning it to a rock in front.
The runes on the javelin greatly weakened the armored figure’s strength, and its posture also made it difficult to exert power.
Wen Wen walked up to the armored figure, squatted down, and with a gentle twist to its head, a "crack" echoed as the armored figure's head rotated a full one hundred and eighty degrees.
Wen Wen removed its armor, revealing a pale face within. The paleness had a dark undertone, resembling a corpse that had been frozen in a freezer for a long time.
“I’ve heard you are undead, that even if your body is cut into pieces, you will resurrect within another corpse after some time. Is this true?”
The armored corpse glared at Wen Wen, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.
“It seems you are unwilling to satisfy my curiosity. Then, can you tell me where you come from, who your leader is…”
“Waka Larato Wa!”
“What nonsense?” Wen Wen frowned. With a flick of his finger, another black energy sword pierced the armored corpse’s body: “Don’t you understand me?”
Wen Wen then asked a few more questions, but the armored corpse would only utter this single phrase. Sudan Fiction Network.
However, it reacted to the language of the inner world, indicating it was a monster with intelligence. But since communication was impossible, there was no point in further interrogation.
Wen Wen hadn't officially joined the Qingji Plateau mission, so he couldn't obtain very detailed information from the Hunter Association.
Therefore, Wen Wen intended to use the armored corpse’s body to test how this so-called immortality truly worked.
Having made up his mind, Wen Wen pulled out the javelin that had pinned the armored corpse and, without hesitation, detached its head, as easily as pulling a radish.
After losing its head, the armored corpse stood up and wandered around aimlessly, occasionally making attacking gestures, but it clearly couldn’t hit anything.
“Its heart was already destroyed by me earlier, meaning even without a heart and head, this thing wouldn’t die.”
After about a minute of aimless wandering, the armored corpse found the position of its own head and stumbled towards Wen Wen.
Wen Wen tried throwing the head further away, but the armored corpse continued to fixate on him.
“It doesn’t seem to care much about its severed limbs; its body instinctively attacks living beings…”
Then, Wen Wen concealed his aura. Only then did the armored corpse cease its attack, directly find its lost head, pick it up, and place it back on its neck. Within seconds, its neck healed completely.
After the restoration, a trace of fear finally appeared on the armored corpse’s pale face. It understood that this human was experimenting on it!
“One final test…”
Wen Wen conjured several black energy swords, piercing the armored corpse’s four limbs, then controlled these swords to move towards the boundary.
“If I kill this thing outside this dim domain, will it truly die?”
Upon seeing Wen Wen’s actions, the armored corpse’s expression immediately turned to terror.
The next second, its body began to swell and then exploded with a deafening roar, creating a large crater nearby and scattering various body parts across the ground.
Wen Wen remained unstained, stroked his chin, and shook his head in disappointment, looking at the scattered flesh.
“Uncertain if these creatures can be killed outside the realm, but they clearly fear leaving this dim domain. After this self-destruction, it should still revive somewhere. Finding it again won't be easy…”
Wen Wen no longer dwelled on it. Instead, he released flames to burn all the remaining fragments of the armored corpse’s body to ashes and continued his journey towards Tianzhu Peak.
The strength of this armored corpse wasn't high. Its physical attributes were, frankly, only slightly better than an ordinary person's, at most a low-level Disaster-class monster.
At this level, it was likely just cannon fodder within this undead calamity.
And if even such cannon fodder was so difficult to kill, Wen Wen began to understand why the problem here had lingered for so long.
…
The next morning, Su Nuo blinked groggily at the ceiling, his consciousness still hazy.
His nerves had been tightly strung for a long time, and he hadn't had such a comfortable sleep in ages.
Then, he subconsciously moved his fingers and suddenly sat up, a profuse cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Qin Shuhe… was gone!
He had undergone rigorous military training. Under the circumstances of last night, no matter how exhausted he was, he wouldn’t have slept so soundly.
Moreover, Su Nuo had been holding Qin Shuhe's hand while sleeping, his other hand gripping his gun tightly. For her to open his hand without him noticing was impossible.
“Something’s happened!”
Su Nuo’s mind immediately raced through a dozen negative possibilities, and he began searching the Gan Zhe Temple.
He stopped every monk and every refugee he encountered, but no one had seen Qin Shuhe. A woman of that size seemed to have vanished from Gan Zhe Temple without a sound.
Su Nuo looked blankly at the several Mingwang statues around him. He felt as if every statue was staring at him, and a sinister, eerie atmosphere permeated the temple. The sense of safety he had felt yesterday had completely evaporated.
Recalling Master Dashan’s strange gaze at Qin Shuhe during dinner last night, Su Nuo suddenly understood.
This was no sanctuary at all.
It was a man-eating devil’s den!