C37 (1)

The air was thick with the stench of blood, which had already risen above Feng Lian's ankles.

Amidst the chaos of human screams and bestial roars, Feng Lian witnessed a gruesome spectacle of flesh being torn asunder. Overwhelmed by the tragic grandeur of it all, he couldn't help but bellow towards the heavens, "Has everyone lost their minds?"

"Kid, look after yourself," Xue Yuhai advised