With a rip, a small spinal bone was forcibly pulled out by Wang Zijia, and Big Baby shivered momentarily. However, not a drop of blood flowed from its body, and his flesh squirmed, about to transform into a ghost baby akin to a wicked ghost.
"Stay still!"
Big Baby trembled and obediently lied down on the Bone Altar.
Wang Zijia threw the wicked-looking bloodless spinal bone aside, reached into Big Baby's body again, persistently extracting bones.
The four little kids huddled in the corner, watching all this in fear, shaking uncontrollably, forming a small group. Little Five, the youngest, even buried his head in the meat of his third elder brother, looking like he was about to burst into tears.
As wicked ghosts, their spiritual wisdom was very advanced. However, for the same reason, they were actually afraid of a person, which was kind of embarrassing in front of the vast demonic beings they belonged to.
