The brawny man was killed by Tang Zhen once again, and he died even more happily than the last time.
This time around, Tang Zhen's treatment speed had also become faster. His technique had also become more skilled. It was as though he could see the bones and tendons through the skin.
Practice makes perfect.
It was just that such a term was a little strange and eerie to describe the scene at this moment.
As the black knife cut through the bones and muscles of the body, it was inevitable that some sounds would be made, which would ring out from time to time in the quiet corridor of the prison cell.
The Lou Cheng cultivators in the opposite cell were still looking at Tang Zhen with a wooden expression. However, there was a slight ripple in their eyes this time.
Something seemed to have triggered him.
However, Tang Zhen appeared as though he did not feel anything. He merely operated the knife in his hand and continued to cut in the darkness.
Xi Xi suo suo.
