Clearly, the woman had already become a complete and utter idiot.
"Hmph, a useless fool. Nothing valuable."
Elder Liu curled his lips in disdain and kicked the woman aside as if he were throwing out garbage.
Then his gaze fell on the next woman.
"Next."
His icy voice rang out again.
Inside the Hall of Punishment, screams rose and fell without end.
One after another, the once peerless prodigies of heaven.
In Elder Liu's hands, they became empty shells devoid of souls.
The remaining women's fear had reached its peak.
They watched their companions collapse one after another, as if they had already seen their own fate.
Death might even have been a more merciful end than this.
Yang Lingtian stood at the back of the line, coldly watching the scene before him, which was like a living hell.
His heart had long been surging with killing intent, but he continued to wait.
He was analyzing Elder Liu's Soul Searching Technique.
Yang Lingtian discovered that although the old man's Soul Searching Technique was overbearing,
each use still consumed a considerable amount of his own Divine Soul.
At first, searching one person's soul took only a few breaths.
But now, searching one person's soul took the time it took an incense stick to burn.
Moreover, his face had grown paler and paler, and a fine layer of cold sweat had even formed on his forehead.
Clearly, he was beginning to struggle.
"Next!"
Elder Liu's voice rang out again.
This time, a trace of imperceptible weariness had crept into his voice.
His finger pointed toward a female disciple of the Chaos Sacred Sect.
The female disciple was named Xiao Ya. Of the seven, she was the youngest and the most timid.
When she saw Elder Liu pointing at her, she burst into