The man did not answer. Instead, he slowly raised his head, his lips spreading into an utterly eerie smile that made one's scalp crawl.
Fury burned through Yang Yong. Without another word, he threw him straight into the ten-thousand-forging primordial furnace to refine him.
Yet after a brief scorching, the body vanished into nothingness, leaving not even a speck of ash.
"Impossible!"
Unwilling to give up, he grabbed another bald brute and tossed him into the furnace. The result was the same-
He disappeared completely, leaving nothing behind.
Yang Yong's heart sank. He turned and rushed out of the break room, grabbed an employee mechanically typing at a keyboard outside, and threw them straight into the Primordial Furnace.
This time, a piercing scream abruptly erupted, and the stench of burning flesh filled the air.
Moments later, a round bead of blood floated silently above the furnace's mouth.
It was exactly the same as what he had obtained from refining the vicious wolf's corpse!
Yang Yong snapped his gaze toward the vast office area outside, where over a hundred employees worked with their heads numbly bowed, like marionettes.
He understood at once:
These employees were trapped survivors, while those bald brutes had merely been illusory hunters within this Ghost Domain!
Trapped in this eerie Ghost Domain, he had no idea where to begin, like a blind man trying to feel out an elephant.
Yang Yong tossed all the remaining bald phantoms into the Primordial Furnace to refine and clear them away, then turned toward Wang Qian and spoke flatly.
"Are you staying, or coming with me?"
Wang Qian's face was pale, and she shook her head repeatedly. "I'm not going with you."
She did not trust Yang Yong.
Had it been Wang Ying, she would not have hesitated.
But Yang Yong