Ji Mo’s howls gradually lowered down. At first, his growls were resonant and powerful, then it slowly became hoarse and weak, at last, he sounded like a ghost moaning in his own grave, completely at his last gasp and no life-force could be sensed from his voice.
The floor of the cell was thoroughly covered with fresh blood. The blood of Senior Magi contained strong life-force, therefore, although that blood had already shed on the ground for quite a few hours, it was still as red as before and no sign of solidification could be seen at all. The entire cell was filled with a bloody scent, which was so dense and thick that one would feel like they could even touch it. In fact, if one was there, one could actually see a faint blood-red hue in the air.