C117 Cosmic Maw Displayed Its Divine Might

The young man's hoarse voice pierced the air like the cry of a wounded beast, its nearly insane pitch reverberating throughout the courtyard.

Clutching his severed finger, the elder in the purple robe contorted in agony, his face a grotesque mask of pain as he glared at the ceaseless bleeding. His features spasmed uncontrollably.

He lifted his gaze to Ye Xuan