"The 'Punishment of the Traitor's Intestines' in the Bible... why does Sui Yi use this method..."
Many people felt that at this moment, Sui Yi had an inexplicable aura of a judge.
Of course, it might just be a coincidence.
Coincidence that Yale was pierced by a sword, the powerful pressure even broke through a layer of that deep pit...
Crack!
The fissure finally collapsed.
Revealing the vast, utterly deep, hollow space underneath.
It was an elliptical space, layered with countless bones and hung with coffins.
Yale fell downwards.
But he didn't fall into that space, because a hand was holding his back.
Then the palm pierced into his heart, bursting through his chest, the heart in the palm was entirely charred black.
No blood.
"Indeed, Caesar, your years have been worse than mine."
The person's voice was gentle, soft, slightly cold and clear.
He was dressed in a neat suit, with fashionable yet slightly retro short hair, deep eyes, and an ascetic posture.
