Bang!
Uncle Wei hit the ground.
The power of life and death he had comprehended was far from ordinary; it did more than keep him barely alive atop a half-step Red Grave for five or six days.
Even now, under the suppression of the Restricted Zone's rules, it repaired fatal injuries surprisingly quickly. His limbs began growing back at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A mass of Black Blood flowed inside his empty eye sockets as well, slowly forming a new pair of eyes.
He needed only ten minutes to recover completely.
But Uncle Wei was not satisfied. He frantically wielded his power of life and death and crawled across the ground on his mutilated limbs, leaving a trail of blood. Tears streamed down his aged face as he wailed hoarsely.
"What a sin! What a terrible sin!"
"All for a half-dead old wreck like me, young Jiang, you... ah!"
"Why put yourself through this?!"
He was filled with regret. Had he known this would be the outcome, he might as well have ended his own life early on.
Uncle Wei crawled toward the grave, heedless of everything.
But just then, a pitch-black serpent came rushing over, pinned him down, and spoke in a roguish tone. "Old man, what do you think you're doing? If you spoil my dad's fun, even ten lives won't be enough to pay for it!"
"Enough, don't go over there. My dad's methods are pretty brutal when he digs up graves. Wouldn't want to scare an elderly man."
Uncle Wei knew Tie Zhu, but this half-step Red Grave was simply too eerie and terrifying. He could not help shouting, "Let me through! I've only lasted this long because of my unique power. Any later, and your dad will be beyond saving!"
"What a