Kill Anyone Who Stands in Your Way
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
It was a slightly creepy sight. If Yu Shangrong were not prepared for this and if he had not known this was coming, he thought he would have been slightly creeped out by this sight as well.
Yu Shangrong studied the arm. The fingers were straight, and the skin seemed young. It did not look like the arm of someone who was trained in saber.
Yu Shangrong shook his head. "Your luck isn't the best."
When Wuqians were reborn from the earth, those who were fortunate would reemerge as they were before. If they were unlucky, they would have to start over as a baby. If they did not have much life left, they would die before they could even drink a few mouthfuls of milk. It would end as a tragedy. However, judging from the appearance of the arm, the outcome was still acceptable even if it was not the best.
Swoosh!
The soil was pushed away. A clay man stood in the quagmire. His size was not very big.