"Judging by the juice and the feel of it, it doesn't seem like an empty illusion at all, does it?
The third set of lights came on.
A man, whose body appeared to have suffered execution by Ling Chi, stood face to face with Jiang Xiao.
The wounds looked messy and disgusting; anyone with trypophobia would probably vomit on sight.
However, the distribution of these wounds was incredibly uniform, truly 'aesthetic.'
Looking at the wound in the heart,
this man should have been killed with a single stab.
After death, his flesh was sliced off piece by piece with an extremely exquisite technique.
Conservatively estimating,
the thickness of the flesh cut with each slice was no more than 2 millimeters.
The man extended his fleshless right hand toward Jiang Xiao.
'Bang!'
Without hesitation!
Jiang Xiao unleashed a Heavenly Horse Meteor Chicken Fist at Ling Chi man.
The man staggered back several steps.
