But even when the sharp blade cut through his flesh, Old Man Yao still wouldn't change his tune. Bright red blood flowed out, and Old Man Yao wailed in pain.
They pried open the wound and looked inside, but still found nothing wrong. Wu's gaze grew sharper. Just as he was about to keep cutting, Old Man Yao suddenly shouted, "Kill me, go on! You won't live either! You smashed Great Black Sky's altar. Great Black Sky won't let you get away with it!"
Tang Qisheng was still fuming. "We already killed Great Black Sky, you old fool. Give up!"
"Bullshit! Great Black Sky is a celestial being beyond your reach!" Old Man Yao knew this was his last chance to save his life, and shouted, "Besides, by my count, it's nowhere near time for Great Black Sky to descend. You... you should let us go. Maybe then we'll all survive."
"Didn't you see Great Black Sky just now?" Jiang Cheng realized once again that something was wrong. The sky had gone completely dark earlier. If Old Man Yao had been in the village, he couldn't have missed it.
"What nonsense are you talking? If Great Black Sky knew you'd smashed its altar, would any of you still be alive?" With Wu holding his life in his hands, Old Man Yao didn't seem to be lying.
When Wu dropped Old Man Yao to the ground, the hunched old woman also managed to break free of Zhu Jie. The two clung to each other, looking utterly pitiful.
The strangeness of this world was plain to see. Everything that had happened before seemed like a dream, yet the injuries on their bodies were real, and so was the fact that the Heart-Corroding Demon under Wu's control had disappeared. No matter how much