A row of ten evil spirits, their mouths like needles, sucked up part of the liquid before heading to the cultivation chamber of another sealed room.
They extended their needle-like mouths and injected the liquid into flesh eggs about a meter tall.
The flesh eggs continued to pulse, emitting the sound of heartbeats.
They were alive.
As the energy flowed in, dense branches and veins suddenly rose across their flesh-colored shells.
But they were soon sent on to the next stage.
Under sharp, precise blades, the newly formed branches and veins were severed and cleaned away, then tossed by evil spirit workers into a massive pit.
Magma-like flames burned within the pit.
The bizarre flesh-shelled eggs were continuously boiled in molten lava.
From time to time, flaming skeletal figures surfaced from the magma, revealing only their heads as they turned the boiling eggs over.
They then pushed them out of the pit, where they landed precisely on a conveyor belt formed from the bodies of evil spirits stretched to more than a hundred times their original length.
The final chamber door opened.
Wu Heng led the four, whose expressions had gone numb after witnessing so many bizarrely shaped evil spirits, to the final area.
"This is the core of this Marrow Rot factory."
"The Flesh-Weaving Machine!"
"The previous processes, including the materials, can all be easily replaced. Many of the steps can be accomplished simply by replicating the right environment."
"But this is different. This thing is the core here, the source of everything."
"I found remnants of Echo, then used what they left behind to develop this result—the Flesh-Weaving Machine!"
As Wu Heng explained, what came into view was a bizarre object resembling a lotus platform.
At the heart of the lotus platform stood a strange tree made of