Ye Xing saw Lin Shen below, pressing down a head and sawing at it with a blade, one stroke at a time. The scene was so gruesome that her face turned ashen.
She didn't mind killing, having witnessed her fair share of slaughter. But a sight like this—this was her first time seeing such barbarity. *She felt a surge of nausea rising inside her, her throat contracting in dry heaves as she barely managed to avoid vomiting.*
"Is that guy a demon?" Ye Xing had never encountered someone so twisted before. *Though she already hated Lin Shen, an intense revulsion now clawed at her heart.*
Ye Xing, being too young, hadn't experienced the earlier battles. She neither recognized Ye Ya nor knew how amazing Lin Shen's powers actually were; she merely thought Lin Shen was only dominating thanks to Tian Xun's backing.
