C98 Soul Sleeping

Lin Yu was slightly hunched over, his head bowed, his left hand visibly twisted, while his right hand gripped someone's neck, lifting them high. His clothes were in tatters, with scraps hanging off his shoulders, exposing large swathes of skin.

A ghastly wound on his chest oozed blood profusely, pooling crimson at his feet. Near the wound's edge, a fragment of rib bone protruded