Apostle Mu Wanqiu

Tie Wu stared dazedly at the dense mass of dead souls floating before him.

Gu Shen had erased the consciousness of these criminals' souls.

Their fates had long been sealed.

Even if Gu Shen did nothing, these Soul Spirits, having lost their physical bodies, would gradually fade away inside the Array Box.

But now that Gu Shen's Pure Land needed manpower, these souls destined to perish were perfect for summoning.

Erase their memories.

Make them "people" again.

"You just said these guys all deserved to die?"

Tie Wu asked cautiously.

Gu Shen nodded. "Treat Hong Zhong better. As for them... it doesn't matter."

"I understand."

Tie Wu looked at the Blazing Fire marks Gu Shen had left upon their foreheads and instantly understood what God's Throne meant.

He had long wanted to make a big move!

This vast Pure Land had so much potential.

The reason progress had been so slow all this time—

Was not because he and Hong Zhong had been slacking off, but because they simply lacked people!

There were only two of them!

Now Gu Shen had delivered these Soul Spirits and even granted him the authority to deploy them as he pleased. Their biggest problem had been solved at once!

He hurried into the house and dragged Hong Zhong outside. The wooden man scratched his head and looked at the souls wandering before the snowy ground, just as lacking in awareness as himself, still unable to understand what had happened.

Tie Wu pulled Hong Zhong along and shouted in the direction Gu Shen had departed, "God's Throne, I guarantee that I will complete the mission!"

After leaving the "Pure Land," Gu Shen's consciousness returned to the Array Box.

This private sea region had now become exceptionally quiet.

Only Mu Wanqiu, Mu Qingyang, and fourteen other