Mike stared around in complete puzzlement as well. He looked down from the sky as a veil of queer-looking mist swept over the execution ground, obscuring his view. He sensed the intense killing aura surging through the execution ground as though ghosts were really floating around. The sun was still shining brightly in the sky. Hence, nobody really expected to see such an eerie scene happening right before them. How can one remain indifferent in the face of such a strange occurrence?
Was the killing intent sealed in the Asura Knife sufficient to rouse the land of death from its deep slumber?
The execution ground had existed for thousands of years. Bitter resentment harbored by the prisoners had been accumulating at the execution ground over the years. The stench of blood and the
