Not only Ma Xiaotao, but Zhang Lexuan, Wu Ming, and the others also felt their senses blur, their faces growing even paler.
If ordinary people were here, they would likely suffer an instant mental breakdown and turn into madmen consumed only by fear.
Under the gaze of all the terrified onlookers, that figure completely crawled out from underground.
It was a seemingly slender female humanoid, whose skin was a lifeless, deathly white, as if she had been soaking in water for a long time.
She wore tattered, ruined clothing whose age and style were unrecognizable.
And her face... was even more horrifying.
The upper half of her face still retained a human outline, but the lower half was a bloody mess, as if something had gnawed on it, leaving only stark white teeth and part of the jawbone exposed, forming a fixed, hideous grin.
Most chilling were her eyes—like two pools of congealed fresh blood, entirely crimson, without any distinction between sclera and pupil, containing only the purest greed and craving for life force.
Having just been resurrected, she clearly had not yet recovered her intelligence or memories from before death, remaining only an empty shell driven by the instinct to devour life.
"Roar—!!!"
A hoarse roar, completely unlike a human voice and seemingly emanating from the Nine Serenities Hell, burst forth from between her exposed teeth and bones.
The next moment, her figure flickered, transforming into a dark afterimage difficult for the naked eye to track.
Carrying dense Death Qi, she targeted Ma Xiaotao, who was the closest and possessed the most intense life aura.
Her speed was extreme, far surpassing that of an ordinary Soul Master.
Ma Xiaotao's pupils contracted violently, and the blood in her body seemed to freeze at that moment.
The shadow of death instantly enveloped her. The opponent's speed completely exceeded her reaction limit.
She didn't even have time to make any effective defense or evasion move, only able to watch helplessly as the pale, sharp hand, wreathed in Death Qi, plunged straight toward her heart.
"Impudent! How dare you?!"
In the nick of time, an angry snort erupted like a clap of thunder.
Yan Shaozhe's figure appeared in front of Ma Xiaotao as if by Teleportation.
His face was solemn as water, his eyes filled with fury, and he punched straight out.
This punch contained the surging Soul Power of a Level 95 Super Douluo and the flames of the Bright Phoenix.
Dazzling golden light wrapped around his fist like a small sun, smashing fiercely into the dark afterimage.
"Boom!!!"
A dull, drum-like crash sounded.
The dark afterimage was sent flying backward even faster than it had arrived, only managing to stop after consecutively breaking several large trees.
However, instead of relief, Yan Shaozhe's face showed an unprecedented solemnity.
He slowly withdrew his fist, sensing the feedback from the punch, and his expression darkened.
"What kind of monster is this? Why is its body so hard?"
With that punch just now, he felt as if he hadn't struck flesh and blood, but instead had slammed into a piece of ten-thousand-year cold iron tempered a thousand times.
The force of the rebound left his arm slightly numb.
That was definitely not a body of flesh and blood.
The strength and strangeness of this suddenly appearing entity far exceeded his estimations.
As the dust slowly settled, the pale figure shakily stood up again.
Its crimson eyes fixed firmly on Yan Shaozhe, and its exposed teeth opened and closed, making an acid-inducing "kaka" sound, as if it had been enraged.
Just as Yan Shaozhe concentrated and prepared to completely eliminate this bizarre and powerful enemy, a flicker of light, completely different from the pure greed seen before, flashed in the crimson eyes of the struggling Nirvana Corpse.
It was a trace of confusion, followed by pain, and finally transforming into chaotic savagery.
Sparse, fragmented memory shards rushed through her hollow Sea of Consciousness like a tide.
A massive azure ox-python, a colossal dark ape like a small mountain, azure lightning, and the pain of being crushed by rocks.
"Wuu... Ah!!!"
She let out a shriek that was not human, as if struggling against some instinct within her body.
The next moment, a hot and violent aura suddenly erupted from her lifeless body.
A massive phantom image of a Martial Soul bird, composed of flames, suddenly unfolded behind her.
That Martial Soul bird was extraordinarily majestic, with long tail feathers, burning with inextinguishable fierce fire, and emitting a powerful pressure—it was the top-tier fire Martial Soul, the Blazing Fire Martial Soul Kite.
What caused the pupils of everyone from Shrek Academy to constrict in disbelief was that nine spirit rings, as if possessing life, rose sequentially from her feet upwards.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.
Two yellow, two purple, five black.
The standard configuration of a Titled Douluo.
"A Titled Douluo?! How is this possible?!"
Wu Ming cried out in shock, her face filled with horror.
A monster that had just crawled out of the ground, radiating intense Death Qi, was actually a Titled Douluo?
This completely overturned their understanding.
Zhang Lexuan's pretty face was also deathly pale, and she tightly clenched her fists. The sight before her was simply too bizarre.
Ma Xiaotao felt an even greater chill; she had just narrowly escaped death from the attack of a Titled Douluo.
Yan Shaozhe's gaze was extremely serious, and the doubt in his heart reached its peak.
Why would a fire-attribute Titled Douluo turn into such an evil undead creature? Furthermore, its physical strength was simply unbelievable.
The Nirvana Corpse, having Awakened a portion of its intelligence and memories, seemed to have regained some of its fighting instincts from before death, no longer attacking solely based on beast-like intuition.
However, her craving for life force had not diminished; instead, it had become even more intense due to the return of power.
Her crimson eyes locked onto Yan Shaozhe—the entity with the most vigorous life energy present.
"Screech!"
She let out a sharp cry similar to a luan bird. Her fifth spirit ring shone, and a dense, dark red pillar of fire, carrying corrosive Death Qi, shot toward Yan Shaozhe like a venomous Dragon.
Its power was several times greater than her previous simple lunge attack.
Yan Shaozhe dared not be careless. The Bright Fire around him flared intensely, and he threw out a punch as well.
The sacred Bright Phoenix flames fiercely collided with the dark red death fire, producing sizzling sounds of burning as they mutually annihilated.
The battle erupted once more.
Relying on his profound Soul Power at Level 95 and the characteristics of the Bright Flames, Yan Shaozhe still firmly held the upper hand, suppressing the Nirvana Corpse tightly.
Every strike he delivered contained the Bright Fire that purified evil, causing the Death Qi surrounding the Nirvana Corpse to surge and making it emit painful howls.
However, the body of this Nirvana Corpse was truly too hard.
Yan Shaozhe's attacks landing on her were like a heavy hammer striking steel.
Although they could repel her, and even fracture her bones and tear her tendons, those injuries rapidly healed at a visible speed under the wrapping of the dense Death Qi.
Not to mention, she could also use her Martial Soul and Martial Soul Abilities from when she was alive to counterattack.
Although her intelligence was low and her application rigid, the power of a Titled Douluo-level Spirit Ability was still not to be underestimated.
For a time, Yan Shaozhe was actually unable to completely destroy her, and the battle fell into a temporary stalemate...