Water Torture Mill

Yongin City, People from all walks of life gathered together and began discussing Master Ren's suggestions.

At least they now had a direction.

Meanwhile, beneath the flooded mountains of Gonjiam, the lakebed had completely transformed into Blood Floss Soil. Large numbers of powerful evil ghosts within were being converted into Cursed Disciples.

Mounds of earth rose from the lakebed like graves, rhythmically contracting and expanding as though breathing.

Aboard the boat, Wu Heng had now figured out the core principle behind this expanse of green water.

He extended both hands, sending hell-level Blood Floss power into the constantly rotating green vortex. The entire vortex instantly froze in place.

As though someone had pressed pause.

Then, a lengthy description was spoken in hell-level language, and the entire vortex turned into a stream of information floating in midair.

The surrounding green water was blocked by an invisible barrier and did not flow in to fill the depression.

A massive blade slashed out from the Blood Floss power permeating the area, splitting the vortex's information stream down the middle.

An invisible giant hand flipped the lower half of the vortex. Its smallest central whirlpool at the bottom was inserted upside down into the upper half, forming an hourglass shape that was wide at both ends and narrow in the middle.

Then it was restored to its vortex state.

The completely reversed vortex generated an immense pulling force, like a turbine.

This force was intangible and had little effect on physical objects. Its primary target was soul bodies.

The green water's soul-dissolving properties and its ability to cling to souls were pushed to their absolute limits, but that still was not enough.

Wu Heng then severed several links of fear generated between himself and people around the world who feared the green water, connecting