The Dead Sea's first trial had not been left behind by Great Emperor Cangsheng, but by the Dao Hall Master?
Nor was this meant to target Master Shou, but to deal with this... this person...
"Who was he?"
The scene was far too cruel!
There were countless punishments in the world—terrible tortures heard of only in passing, death by a thousand cuts, dismemberment by chariots, being torn apart by five horses... too many to list.
But to truly witness the "Tongue-Pulling Hell" manifest in the real world was a first for many people.
It was an eye-opener!
At that moment, every mirror-viewer felt fear rise in their hearts.
Everyone knew that the Dao Hall Master was a kind and compassionate person.
For even the final sight in a Dead Sea prisoner's life, he had been willing to expend great effort building such a bizarre, fantastical cavern environment.
Even upon witnessing this scene, few people thought the "Dao Hall Master" spoken of by the man in golden robes was some monstrously evil person.
Their first reaction instead was...
Just who had managed to offend the Dao Hall Master so deeply?
To make him inflict such punishment, trapping this man in the Dead Sea's buffer zone and making him repeat the act of cutting out his tongue day and night?
Had Master Shou not seen through the trick, this tongue would likely never finish being cut, even after eternity! If he were released ten or twenty years later, would the Dead Sea become a "Sea of Tongues"? "Bleurgh!"
At the thought of that horrifying scene, someone vomited in disgust. Nightmare fuel had been found.
Feng Zhongzui shared much the same thoughts as the people of the Five Domains, his heart now full of questions.
But he absolutely did not dare overstep his