After finding an angle, Ye Chenfeng could clearly see his own back.
"Hiss..."
At this moment, Ye Chenfeng only felt his back being torn apart inch by inch, with waves of faint-inducing pain surging like a tide.
Even Ye Chenfeng found his vision darkening under this constant barrage of dense pain.
"Huh?"
Glancing at the mirror, Ye Chenfeng happened to see a miserable scene. Wounds were splitting open on his back, flesh rolling up, and bright red blood oozing out.
His back was covered with densely packed, irregular blood marks. Ye Chenfeng was shocked, but he endured the pain and observed silently.
He knew it was the golden blood of the War God that triggered the tattoo left by the Demon Craftsman on his body. Now he was eager to find out what sort of tattoo the Demon Craftsman had left on him.
Gradually, Ye Chenfeng's entire back was densely packed with blood marks. Finally, no new marks appeared, and the blood seeping from them stopped.
