"Master! Save me, Master! It's my fault! I was wrong!"
A succession of piercing cries came from afar.
Inside the arena, the crowd parted like a tide from the entrance.
The speed of their movement was as if something terrifying had burst in from outside.
You should know that most of those who enter this arena to vent are violent and brutal people accustomed to life and death and bloodshed!
Normally, they wouldn't blink an eye at the sight of someone's limbs being cut off.
But now, they scattered as if they had seen a ghost!
Yuwen Mo and his companions had just stepped out of the VIP room and saw the crowd in the arena split apart; out of curiosity, they looked towards the disruption.
At that glance, some of the new recruits with weaker constitutions immediately started vomiting.
The others turned pale.
In the middle of the path cleared by the crowd, a person rushed out...
No, calling it a person might no longer be appropriate!
To describe it as a rotting corpse might be more fitting.
All the flesh on that person's body had decayed into chunks that kept falling off, mixed with a yellowish-white mucus, as he charged forward.
It looked like a walking rotting corpse!
What's more terrifying was that half of his face had also decayed. As he ran and screamed desperately, the rotting flesh on his mouth kept falling off, revealing the ghastly white bones underneath!
With his movements, an unbearable stench quickly spread through the air!
Such a horrific scene is seldom seen even in nightmares!
What to speak of reality?!
"Master! Save me! Please spare me! I won't dare do it again! I really won't dare!" The "rotting corpse," which was nauseating to look at, ran up to Luo Qingtong and knelt with a thud, desperately kowtowing.
"I don't dare anymore! I really don't! I was blind not to recognize Mount Tai and underestimate your prowess, Master! Spare me! Please spare me!" Master Liu screamed and wailed pitifully, begging for mercy as best as he could.
His body was rotting away to the extreme and continued to worsen.
He knew that if this went on, once his skin had completely rotted away, it would be his internal organs' turn next!
By then, even a great immortal descending to earth wouldn't be able to save him!
The toxicity was acting so violently that he had no time to react at all!
Even after taking several Detoxification Pills, there was no effect!
Even the Elixir refined by Heavenly Alchemist that was supposed to counteract all poisons, which he bought at a high price, had no effect!
On the contrary, his condition only worsened!
If it weren't for hearing about the appearance of Evil Doctor Ghost Eyes at the Bloody Battle Arena, who was highly likely to be that black-robed elder, he would have already fallen into despair and committed suicide!
"Master! I beg for your mercy! Have mercy on me!" he kowtowed frantically.
Chunks of rotting flesh fell from his body and face with his movement.
Many onlookers couldn't help but turn their eyes away in disgust.
Just then, someone from the group of new students from the Holy Institute, who came with Yuwen Mo, couldn't help but say, "You, as an Evil Doctor, are too vicious! What did he do for you to torture him with such a deadly poison? You have no mercy at all!"
"Is that so?"
Luo Qingtong laughed.
She was in no rush to leave and took a seat on a nearby chair, lifting her head to look at the person sprawling and kneeling at her feet, who resembled a rotting corpse.
"In that case, Master Liu, why don't you tell them what you've done to end up like this? Hmm?"
As soon as Luo Qingtong spoke, everyone around was shocked.
This rotting corpse was actually Master Liu?!