"AHHHH!!!!"
A bloodcurdling scream tore through the Celestial Curtain!
Flocks of startled birds took to the sky.
"What's going on?!"
Several nearby Star Martial Artists turned toward the sound.
They saw him next to the mountain of corpses.
The man in the tunic suit from before was clutching his throat, veins bulging as he fell to his knees in agony. His longsword clattered to the ground.
"Ghk... ghk..."
His scream turned into a low hiss. The middle-aged man lowered his head, covering his face as whimpering sobs escaped between his fingers.
Carried on the foul-smelling mountain breeze, the sound was unnervingly bizarre, like that of a vengeful mountain spirit...
"Hey! What's wrong? Are you okay?"
Seeing this, his companions rushed over to his side to check on him.
But the moment they touched him, they knew something was wrong.
He was scorching hot, like a branding iron. Wisps of white steam rose from his body, as if all the blood in his veins was ablaze.
