The entire Flame Spirit Realm could only be described by four words: deep waters and raging flames.
All humans in the Flame Spirit Realm had been enslaved by the Underworld and forcibly driven to do some unknown task.
Should any human resist, they would inevitably suffer the whipping and torment of the Underworld people.
For a time, even using his divine soul, Yang Chen found it difficult to see the Flame Spirit Realm clearly.
It seems I'll have to find someone and ask. The divine soul must be used with a purpose. Wandering about aimlessly like this, relying on the divine soul alone is no longer enough, Yang Chen thought to himself.
For him, rescuing a human was an effortless matter.
Yang Chen headed toward a place near him where ghostly qi was especially dense. When he arrived, he spread out his divine soul and saw a huge black cavern like a bottomless pit.
Many humans were driven into that deep black hole, and then their auras vanished completely.
Groups of humans lined up as they were herded inside, transformed into clusters of ghostly qi. Dazed and aimless, they had long since become utterly numb to life and death. If they walked even slightly too slowly, several vicious fanged ghosts would lash them with ghostly qi whips, striking their bodies.
For a moment, those humans were beaten until their heads were split and bloodied, their bodies covered in wounds. Yet they only dared to endure the pain and did not dare resist.
Yang Chen activated his Spirit Resonance Divine Eye and looked toward those humans.
They've all been branded with enslavement restrictions. They cannot resist... Yang Chen thought.
Once that thought settled, he briefly assessed the strength of those ghosts.
None of them were particularly strong, merely around the Nirvana