Crack!
The powerful Space-Time Law tore Rem's body and soul to pieces.
Although Rem had recovered to the fifth rank of Martial Venerable, he was still an ant before Chen Two. Moreover, he was in the middle of receiving an inheritance and had no ability to resist whatsoever.
The tyrannical power of space-time tore him into fragments.
However.
His soul was protected by the Martial God's divine power, and a portion of it remained intact under the tearing force of the Space-Time Law.
His consciousness was still fairly clear. Without a second thought, he screamed and begged for mercy:
"Spare me! My lord, spare me!"
"My lord, please let me go! I had no choice but to come here!"
"..."
His soul struggled and twisted, his face filled with agony. He wept and pleaded, looking somewhat pitiful.
But Chen Two felt not the slightest pity.
Someone capable of becoming a Martial Venerable, even a Martial God's Divine Envoy—how could such a person be pitiful?
Chen Two immediately took out the Human Emperor Flag and drew Rem's soul into it. He placed him together with the other souls in the Human Emperor Flag's eighteen levels of hell, making them endure the torments of purgatory.
Only then could a fraction of their sins be cleansed away.
In Chen Two's mind.
Not a single soul that entered the Human Emperor Flag was innocent. They all had to accept his judgment, with no room for objection.
It was his Human Emperor Flag. He made the rules.
Within the Human Emperor Flag, miserable wails and wolfish howls rang out without end, rising and falling like a symphony.
Tormented like this, those souls suffered unbearably. At first, they kept begging for mercy, but once they realized it was useless, they began hurling vicious curses.
They wanted