This was an enormous plaza, with thick stone pillars rising from the ground. Pitch-black chains wound around those pillars, locking countless soul bodies onto them.
It was Xiao Heng's first time seeing such a sight. Looking at those listless soul bodies, a chill rose in his heart.
"Those people from Soul Hall really deserve to die!"
With that, Xiao Heng said no more. At a thought, the gold coins turned into flowing light once again, smashing apart the pitch-black chains one by one.
Looking at those soul bodies that remained dazed even after their restraints had been broken, Xiao Heng spoke. His voice was low, hoarse, and exceptionally unpleasant to hear, yet to those soul bodies, it sounded like heavenly music...
"Leave! It's time to leave!"
His voice, infused with Dou Qi, spread outward like a stone falling into still water, rippling layer by layer. The sound instantly woke those soul bodies.
The soul bodies scattered and fled after coming to their senses. No one remained to thank Xiao Heng, nor did he need their thanks. He understood them.
Those soul bodies had endured who knew how much torment. Now that they had finally broken free, all they wanted was to leave this place. Everything else had to come afterward. As for debts of gratitude for saving their lives, who would remember that? Even if some of them had a conscience, if Xiao Heng were in their position, he too would only be anxious to leave.
The countless soul bodies fled in every direction. In only a few breaths, the plaza that had once glittered with countless lights was left with Xiao Heng alone.
In the empty plaza, stone pillars stood tall and chains hung slackly. Only Xiao Heng's footsteps could be heard.
Soul Power spread out as Xiao Heng