"Still pretending to be dead? Then don't blame me for being rude!"
Snap!
The shadow of a flame-laden whip viciously struck the body of the Ancestor Realm person lying on the ground, barely alive. The Ancestor Realm person spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, visibly weakened to the extreme, and cracks appeared on the Ancestor Stele within him.
"Hmph! What a trashy waste, get him out of here!"
The Watcher, seeing that this Ancestor had indeed suffered heavy injuries and was extremely weak, snorted coldly, waved a hand, and two laborers carried the Ancestor Realm person away.
The Watcher scanned the surroundings with a fierce gaze.
"What are you looking at? Get back to work! Anyone who dares slack off, he'll be your example!"
After roaring, the Watcher leaned back, comfortably reclining on an ice crystal chair, occasionally shouting and flicking the flame whip in his hand, clearly reveling in his small triumph.
