Witnessing Ceremony

Ye Yuan activated the Primordial Bell.

A curtain of light projected above Tang Hao's sickbed.

The image showed a foul-smelling sewer. A child with broken legs and covered in black mud was viciously biting a Fallen One's neck, snatching away a piece of moldy green bread.

He lay in a cesspit, tearing into it mouthful after mouthful, his eyes as savage as a beast's.

"X... Xiao San?"

Tang Hao even stopped breathing.

In the curtain of light, several Fallen Ones covered in pus-filled sores approached.

Amid Tang San's terrified screams, they grabbed his broken legs and, laughing lewdly, forcibly dragged him into the deepest darkness of the sewer.

The image vanished.

The hall was deathly silent.

Tang Hao stared blankly into the air.

His wife had become a potted plant.

His younger sister had become his enemy's plaything.

His sect had been destroyed.

And his son, whom he had been so proud of, had lost his legs, eaten garbage in the Capital of Slaughter, and been dragged away by a pack of perverts.

Every last shred of his hope and dignity had been shattered.

"Ah!!!"

Tang Hao let out a heart-rending howl.

He suddenly lurched upright. A mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed from his mouth. He crashed heavily back onto the bed, his eyes rolling white as his entire body convulsed violently.

Ye Yuan took half a step back in disgust, avoiding the blood.

"String him up with Tang Xiao and take them back to Spirit City."

Ye Yuan turned and walked outside.

"I want them alive. Living like dogs."

Three days later, Spirit City.

The vast army escorted its spoils of war back to this holy land of Soul Masters across the continent.

The sight of two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts pulling a