Execution Palace.
A few mbers of the Immortal clan, fleeing in panic under the pursuit of the city's guards, plunged through the soundproof barrier of the Execution Palace and hid inside.
The group of guards who had been surrounding and pursuing them saw this, hurriedly pulled on the reins of the Nether Greedy Wolves beneath them, and ceased their pursuit.
One of the guards, trembling with fear, turned his head and asked the leader:
"They've entered the Execution Palace…"
"Do we still give chase…?"
The leader thought for a mont and shook his head.
"There's no need…"
"Since they delivered themselves to the Execution Palace, it saves us the trouble of making a move."
"Let's go, withdraw!"
The group turned their Nether Greedy Wolves around and left.
In any case, it was impossible for those people to leave the Execution Palace alive.
The mbers of the Immortal clan hiding inside the Execution Palace saw the pursuers from the Demon Realm proactively leave and couldn't help but feel very puzzled.
Why did they stop chasing…?
Just as the group was baffled, they suddenly slled a thick, pungent, and bloody stench!
Just now, they had been preoccupied with fleeing for their lives and hadn't noticed. Only after entering this place did they realize sothing was wrong!
A rich, bloody sll was mixed with the stench of rot and decay. This pungent and nauseating odor, just from one sniff, made their stomachs churn, and they almost vomited!
Even if one were standing in a pile of ten thousand corpses, the sll probably wouldn't be this disgusting!
"Where is this place? The stench is horrible…!"
"It couldn't be a place where the demon clan discards corpses, could it…?"
"I can't, I can't take this sll anymore, retch…"
The group turned to look into the depths of the room.
The depths were pitch-black, and nothing could be seen, but they could be certain that this sll was drifting out from deep within!
Soone mustered their courage and took a few steps forward, attempting to find a new exit inside.
He had just taken two steps when the splash splash sound of treading in water ca from under his feet.
"Water…?"
That person leaned down in confusion, reached out to touch the 'water' at his feet, but what he felt was a viscous sensation, mixed with so strands of hair and fragnts…!
The man’s complexion gradually turned to one of terror, and he hurriedly threw out a lighting-type celestial art to illuminate the entire room.
The mont the light flared up, everyone present was instantly stunned.
The scene before them could simply be described as purgatory!
A thick layer of blood flowed on the floor of the room, and mixed within the blood were hair and various fragnted limbs!
Human skins and half a head floated on top of the pool of blood…
Hanging on the walls on both sides of the room were rotten corpses, tortured beyond human recognition…
The tattered and decaying faces of the corpses were filled with terror and pain!
Rows of divine souls were impaled through the collarbones by Soul-Hooking Claws and hung high in the air. The divine souls were tortured beyond human recognition, their auras fading.
It was hard to imagine what these people had experienced before this.
Soone recognized one of them and cried out in alarm:
"Ste-Steward Dao Tianming?!"
Among the divine souls hanging high in the room, one of them was indeed the steward of the Dao Immortal Clan, Dao Tianming.
At this mont, Dao Tianming’s soul body was as tattered as if it had experienced death by a thousand cuts, twisted by extre torture, his divine soul on the verge of dissipating.
Hearing the call, a trace of consciousness returned to Dao Tianming. His face showed wild joy, and he pleaded almost crazily to the people who had just entered:
"Quick! Kill !"
"I'm begging you! Kill quickly!"
"I can't take it anymore! Quickly!"
The crowd: "…"
The group was frightened by Dao Tianming’s crazed pleas for death.
Just what could have happened to make an Immortal Venerable beg for death like this…?
"Lord Dao Tianming, please wait a mont, we will rescue you right away!" One person said, stepping forward.
Who would have thought that Dao Tianming would shake his head in terror, continuously wailing and pleading:
"Don't, don't rescue !"
"I want to die, you have to kill now!"
"That guy is coming! Quickly!"
That guy? Who...?
Seeing Dao Tianming一wanted to die, the hearts of the group were filled with imnse terror and confusion.
"Oh my~ New guests~?"
"Rare guests, rare guests~"
"It has been a long ti since anyone has co to be a guest of mine on their own initiative~"
"This is truly delightful~"
Just then, a gloomy and terrifying laugh slowly ca from the pitch-black depths of the room.
A man whose entire body was stitched together from various skins walked out from the darkness with a creepy smile.
All sorts of dazzlingly arranged tools hung from his body, and behind him followed a group of assistants, also in white robes stained with blood.
It was as if each of them had been soaking in a pool of blood for several hundred years; their entire bodies were shrouded in the stench of blood!
The mont they saw Tian Xing and his group, the mbers of the Immortal clan couldn't help but swallow their saliva, their bodies and minds instinctively feeling a shuddering terror!
Tian Xing glanced over at the hanging Dao Tianming and said with a sinister smile:
"Aiya~ Little Ming is still quite lively, isn't he~"
"It seems I can 'love and care for' you a while longer~"
"Lord Left Guardian did, after all, instruct to take special care of you~"
Hearing this, Dao Tianming was so scared he couldn't stop trembling. Recalling his experiences here during this ti, he wished he could just self-destruct his divine soul!
However, here, even wanting to die was a vain hope…
"Hmph hmph~ Before that, I must first properly entertain the new guests~”
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