Liu Peiyuan couldn’t describe what he felt, even if he wanted to. This spatial fragment was not large, only about five hundred zhang in radius. 0

The nauseating stench of rotting flesh filled the air, mixed with urine and other smells he couldn’t place. The stone tiles beneath his feet were covered in a sticky, red liquid. Dry bones littered the ground, alongside bodies that had stopped breathing.0

Some men and women still clung to life, their breaths faint. But they merely stared ahead with empty eyes. They lay face down, expressions dazed, drool leaking from their mouths. Someone...0