Cheng Wanshan, missing a leg, lay sprawled on the ground, his face deathly pale as he screamed in terror and horror. He struggled desperately to escape, but a majestic Sacred Beast lay astride him, licking the blood from its mouth with its tongue. The beast's immense weight pinned him down, rendering him utterly helpless.
Not far away, a severed leg lay in a pool of blood, discarded by the beast. Those nearby watched the scene in horror, none daring to approach.
Beside them, the little girl observed the spectacle. Her eyes crinkled with amusement, showing no trace of fear—only excitement and anticipation.
The Old Predecessor of the Cheng family, who had seen much in his life, was utterly stunned by the scene that greeted him upon his hurried return.
"What... what on earth is going on?"
