The blazing sun shone high, yet Black Wind Ridge, formed by Inner Sect Beasts, had a division between day and night.
Li Mo noticed a plethora of details.
The butcher with a pig's head and a human body had visible stitching marks at the junction of human and pig skin on the neck, perpetually oozing blood, with clothes long stained crimson.
The rest of the Deceit Beasts were in the same condition, filling the air with a bloody scent.
"Are you a newcomer Little Demon to Black Wind Ridge? How about some freshly brewed mountain tea?
A vendor with a weasel's face stopped, putting down the pole on his shoulder, only to accidentally tear half of the human skin off his arm.
The vendor carefully pasted the human skin back on, still inviting Li Mo.
"Come, have a look."
Li Mo squinted his eyes, sizing up the vendor, who kept on babbling: "No need for silver coins, you look like you've only recently gained Spiritual Wisdom, more mountain tea can boost your vitality."
