The sight left Zhao Wuji shuddering with belated fear, his heart turning ice-cold.
If he had suffered even the slightest injury in the first two trials, there would have been no getting through this third one.
Looking at those souls trapped here, missing legs or even reduced to nothing but a head, this torment was more terrifying than any torture.
Zhao Wuji shivered for no apparent reason.
"I have to get through it eventually."
Zhao Wuji resolutely stepped onto the road through Wild Ghost Village.
"Wooo~~"
There was no telling whether it was the wind or ghosts wailing as the maimed souls trapped in Wild Ghost Village swarmed forward.
Then Zhao Wuji saw some souls being seized and brutally torn apart, while the maimed souls fitted their newly acquired parts onto their own bodies.
Zhao Wuji unconsciously quickened his pace.
The mental pressure of this trial was more terrifying than the first two combined.
His dog-beating stick was gone, and so were his dry rations. Having both hands free was little use, though; this trial demanded only money.
Soon, a maimed soul set its sights on Zhao Wuji.
It was a soul missing both arms, standing expressionlessly right in his path.
Behind that soul, a large crowd of other maimed souls was hurrying over.
Zhao Wuji sighed, took out a piece of Yin Money, and tossed it down. The armless soul was immediately drawn to it.
Zhao Wuji hurried away before the other souls could reach him.
If he was surrounded, no amount of Yin Money would be enough, let alone the few pieces he had.
On the Douluo Continent, at Spirit Hall.
At this sight, Qian Daoliu's expression turned grave.
"Everyone, I've decided that from now on, whenever a member of Spirit Hall dies, we'll follow the same procedure