A harsh wind blew.
On top of a hill was a broken castle.
Mere moments ago, this castle had been whole.
Now, the back of the castle was missing.
What had once been a room was now a ruin.
Half-broken walls were behind Shang as the bright sun shone down on him.
The bright sun didn't reflect Shang's feelings, but the weather didn't care about the feelings of living beings.
Shang's body had become a husk. Nearly all his muscles had shrunk to a sickly degree, making him look like a skeleton with merely some skin on it.
The two empty eye-sockets only strengthened this perception.
About 140 years ago, Shang sacrificed his left eye.
Today, he had sacrificed his right eye.
Shang couldn't possibly sacrifice his arms or legs since that would severely weaken his Battle-Strength.
Organs couldn't be sacrificed because that would reduce Shang's maximum life energy tremendously.
