Half an hour later, Shui Wuhen, who came late to the eighth level, bumped into someone he never expected. Bai Yue was seated on the ground with his hair scattered in a mess. When Shui Wuhen got closer to Bai Yue, he saw the terrifying gash on Bai Yue’s chest.

But that wasn’t the fatal wound. The fatal one was the stab wound in his chest. It was just half an inch away from Bai Yue’s heart.

“Who did this?” asked Shui Wuhen.

Bai Yue opened his eyes and looked at Shui ...