Section 2: Deep Sea Monster Fish

"Ah!" Jia Sha couldn't help but scream in agony, kneeling on the ground with a chunk of flesh sliced off his arm by a dagger.

Lan Zao was the instigator; he handed the dagger to the person behind him, then left without expression.

The person behind him was none other than Bai Ya.

Bai Ya took the dagger, teeth clenched, and stood in front of Jia Sha.

He looked down on Jia Sha, a scene he could hardly have imagined before—Jia Sha, priest to the Holy Emperor, a figure of high status, now kneeling before him, a commoner!

Sometimes, reality proves to be more absurd than fantasy.

Jia Sha was covered in wounds, bathed in blood, with nearly all the flesh carved from his body, revealing his stark white bones, yet stubbornly he didn't die!

The torment of pain made Jia Sha spit out foam, his expression grotesquely twisted.

"Don't hesitate, kid, do it," Lan Zao hadn't gone far, standing by, urging Bai Ya on.

Bai Ya clenched his teeth with effort, raising the dagger above his head.