As Wang Shasha continued to wail and scream in agony, none of our expressions changed.
Though she had not yet become a demon practitioner, she had already stepped onto the demonic path, used demonic arts and demonic artifacts, and committed wicked deeds.
She had brought all of this upon herself.
Master watched the screaming Wang Shasha and pressed his hands together.
"Spirits of Heaven, spirits of Earth, the Lord of the Underworld commands divine spirits. Edict!"
After saying that, he pointed at Wang Shasha.
In an instant, the Sin Ghost Talisman on Wang Shasha's face began to emit waves of black mist filled with evil energy.
The black mist spread, quickly covering Wang Shasha's entire body.
Wang Shasha continued to howl and scream.
"It hurts, it hurts so much! Kill me! Please kill me! I don't want to go to hell, I don't want to go to hell..."
But as the black mist enveloping her body surged like waves—
With a final hum, a faint wisp of black energy extended out from the mist, pointing west.
Wang Shasha, who had been screaming nonstop moments ago, fell silent.
As the black mist gradually dispersed, Wang Shasha woodenly climbed to her feet.
Black energy curled around her neck, and that wisp of black energy was like a chain tightly looped around it.
Wang Shasha's soul then blankly followed that strand of black energy westward.
Just like the ghosts that headed west when souls were sent on their way.
Step by step by step, slowly.
She neither spoke nor made a sound.
We stood where we were and watched. Since it was our first time seeing Master use this technique, we watched intently.
After Wang Shasha had taken about eighteen steps, her body faded into the darkness and vanished...
Seeing this, I drew