The boneyard was deathly still, with only the cold wind whimpering.
Yao Yun collapsed to the ground, leaning against a grave mound, and stared blankly at the mangy, hairless dog lying on the ground.
'Is that Chen Jin?'
'He turned a man into a dog?'
Yao Yun shuddered in shock, a feeling that was immediately replaced by ecstatic joy. Like a drowning person clutching at a life-saving straw, she scrambled to straighten up and began kowtowing forcefully to Jiang Yi.
Half her tongue had been bitten off, and her words were slurred and indistinct. She could only repeat the same phrase:
"I beg... Exalted One... for your mercy!"
Jiang Yi's gaze swept lightly over Yao Yun's wretched figure and turbulent state of mind. His eyes glinted faintly, like a pair of lit candles.
Although he wasn't in the Flying Foundation Establishment Realm and couldn't divine the karmic threads or heavenly secrets of a Mortal with a mere flick of his fingers...
