"Finally managed to trap him for now." Gao Ming held the camera, his arm drooping, much longer than a normal person's, as if his body was slowly melting and deforming.
"It won't take long before he gets out. Your dreams are too gentle, they can't make him despair." Li Sansi's voice came from Gao Ming's mouth, as if he was reclaiming his body.
"No need for your nonsense, once Mountain Lord is dealt with, you'll be next—Li Sansi." Gao Ming seemed to be talking to himself, malicious fluid flowing from the dark holes in his face.
"Hahaha, now you can't separate from me, I am you, and you are Li Sansi!" Malicious laughter emanated from Gao Ming's throat, echoing in his ears, permeating into his mind.
Ignoring the voice from his own mouth, Gao Ming played with the strings of destiny with his five fingers, and with each touch, the patterns of the Blood City on his body changed once.
