The sage was determined to die.

"Maybe it's just that they look like humans."

Yan Ming stared at the unidentified object, rubbing his chin in silence for a moment before turning to Gongsun Yang and slowly saying, "How dare you assume its species?"

Gongsun Yang: "..."

He glanced at Ji Bai without showing any emotion, thinking to himself, "It really is true that one is influenced by one's company."

Ji Bai didn't seem to have any psychological burden. He had neither strong hygiene habits nor basic respect for corpses, and he started to squat down directly through a layer of cloth.

Gongsun Yang, standing to the side, hesitated, then stopped himself from speaking, finally reminding Ji Bai that the other party was using the thought of his own robes.

To recognize a person, you must first recognize their face. Ji Bai roughly wiped the thing's face with the corner of Gongsun Yang's clothes until the other's features were clearly visible. Only then did Ji Bai feel a little puzzled: "This guy looks familiar."

Hearing him say that, the two people next to him also came over to look at the man's face. Although they could barely make out that the man was human, his appearance was really not flattering. His face was covered with countless large and small cratered wounds, and at first glance, it looked like the surface of the moon that had been hit.

As they continued to look at each other, perhaps because this person was truly blessed with good fortune, they suddenly opened their eyes.

The moment they saw those eyes, all three of them simultaneously thought of the same arrogant face.

Ji Bai immediately felt a headache coming on. He pointed at the man and asked the two of them, "Do you know him?"

The two immediately shook their heads vigorously, like rattles, tacitly denying it.

"I don't know him."

"Who is this person?"

"Why are you blocking our way?"

"Why don't we just bury him on the spot? Consider it an act of kindness for the day."

Although the two were bewildered, they spoke with remarkable composure, discussing the life or death of the person before them, yet showing no concern for him whatsoever.

"That's not a good idea," Ji Bai thought to himself. "We don't have any tools. Are we going to dig with our bare hands? Wouldn't that get our hands dirty?"

The moment Wang Zhixuan opened his eyes, this was the situation he was faced.

Due to his swollen eyelids and blurred vision, he was too weak to see the faces of the people speaking. However, his hearing was not impaired, and he came to a conclusion in horror from the words of the three people.

"Am I disfigured?" Wang Zhixuan wondered.

His will to survive left him little time to hesitate; he tried to open his mouth, and a hoarse voice faintly escaped his lips.

"I... am..."

He had barely uttered two words when a hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere and pressed precisely onto his mouth.

"Holy crap, it's come back to life!" The man sounded extremely nervous. "What do we do now?"

From an angle unseen by Wang Zhixuan, the three people in front of him had already exchanged glances, saying they didn't recognize the person, but their eyes held a different conclusion.

"Should we keep him?" Yan Mingxin hardened his heart. "Or should we get rid of him?"

Gongsun Yang did not express his opinion directly, but unusually, he seemed to side with Yan Ming.

He looked at Ji Bai, making sure he was at an angle where the half-corpse on the ground couldn't see him, and silently mouthed, "I feel like this is a potential problem."

Ji Bai naturally understood the two men's concerns, but he had other plans at the moment.

The two looked at him, clearly waiting for Ji Bai to draw his conclusion.

Naturally, they didn't want to take the blame.

After a while, seeing that the thing under his hand was still struggling, Ji Bai said, "Let's leave it here for now."