Chapter 82

It was clear that his arm had already rotted away for the most part, exposing the stark white bone beneath. His back and neck were covered in wounds, the flesh festering inch by inch. This condition must have persisted for quite some time, tormenting him day and night. It was the final retaliation of the cats he had brutally slaughtered. He had likely sought out a Taoist practitioner and consumed the souls of those cats, turning himself into a cat demon. But he could no longer control the rot spreading through his wounds; his arms and legs had started to turn into bare bone. He began attacking students in the school indiscriminately, believing that for every additional person he attacked, they would shoulder a little bit of his agony. Ye Zhixing grabbed a blanket and covered his corpse. He was already dead. With two talismans, Ye Zhixing struck him, scattering his soul into nothingness. The cats had used their final strength to take their revenge. The stench of decay in the apartment grew increasingly pungent.