The mont they returned to the Divine Domain, Qin Lan brought her sister to the Demon Region.
After so ti of transportation, the undead in this place had beco very sparse, at least not the kind of situation where there was basically no place to step.
When they arrived at this place, all those who had been captured had already been escorted here.
In front, so Skeleton Laborers were building a high platform. This was not just an ordinary platform, but sothing like a special altar. After all, the punishnt Qin Lan wanted required certain external conditions.
"You people might not know who I am, and you might not even know who my sister is. But you only need to know that our parents and brother were killed by you. Now, it’s ti to pay the price."
The beastn kept struggling, trying to say sothing, but their mouths were gagged.
Seeing these people, Qin Lan felt the anger and sorrow in her heart surge up, so she didn’t intend to let them speak much.
"Is everything ready?" Qin Lan turned to look at the Ghost Demigod beside her.
The Ghost Demigod nodded: "It’s almost ready. The next step is to carve so runes on it, but I can handle that." These special runes were not sothing the Skeleton Laborers could create.
The runes created by Skeleton Laborers were those that ca with special buildings, otherwise, they couldn’t be carved.
It didn’t take long for the entire altar to shimr with a large number of runes, which gradually disappeared afterward, but the altar itself emitted a very dangerous aura, which even those unfamiliar could feel.
"Shall we begin now?" Qin Lan looked at Qin Qing.
Qin Qing nodded gently. She had been waiting for this day for a long ti, so long that she had almost believed it would never happen.
Yet this scene unfolded before her eyes; the once proud Beastman High Level were now all kneeling on the altar. Even now, Qin Qing felt an unreality, as if she were dreaming.
Qin Lan nodded softly, and then the Ghost Demigod stepped forward, pressing her hand lightly, and instantly all the beastn fell down.
The next mont, a soul, almost identical to its original body, erged from the beastn. The soul existed in a special way, appearing semi-transparent but still visible.
These beastn, unshackled, wanted to say sothing but found they could open their mouths but could not produce any sound.
Several beastn exchanged glances and turned to run. However, the Ghost Demigod completely ignored them, looking at these souls with disdain.
As expected, the souls ran to the edge of the altar and crashed directly into it, making it impossible to escape.
"Don’t bother thinking about it. Next, I will use the Death Spirit Fire, so you will feel the pain." With a wave of her hand, flas ignited across the entire altar. The flas were gray, but with a black center.
This kind of fla bore not a trace of warmth, giving instead a very cold feeling.
The next mont, all the souls were immobilized, unable to move. Then bones grew out of the altar, forming pillars that firmly bound those souls above.
The flas began to change as well, with the flas beneath the pillars being the most intense.
Seeing this scene, both Qin Lan and Qin Qing felt a sense of satisfaction.
The more miserable their enemies were, the happier they felt, though after the happiness, there was a certain emptiness.
Qin Lan adjusted quickly, after all, she was in a high position, but Qin Qing didn’t know when she would recover. Seeing Qin Qing’s state, Qin Lan stepped forward to stroke her head.
"How long can these people endure the punishnt here?"
"The stronger a person’s power, the higher the soul strength. The weakest here can endure the burning for about ten years, while the strongest might last over two hundred years."
"I will give them a two-hour rest every day so that their souls won’t collapse from continuous burning. It will also ensure they remain conscious and don’t beco numb from excessive burns."
Alright, that was truly cruel. Indeed, if you’re going to offend anyone, don’t offend won, even if they’re ghosts.
Fang Jie watched these events from afar. Although he could do these things too, it would probably take him a day or two of research; it couldn’t be done directly.
Yet the Ghost Demigod could directly employ such ans, which implied she had already figured out these thods.
Who the target was could not be known; perhaps it was rely a precaution.
At that mont, so Skeleton Laborers ca over, hauling bones and tossing them onto the altar. As soon as the bones touched the Death Spirit Fire, they were instantly ignited, causing the flas to surge higher.
The souls within appeared to be even more pained, but the specific situation was unclear.
And as the bones burned, they gradually shrank, the impurities all scorched away, leaving so essence to fall onto the altar.
"So that’s how it is, this can also be a way to collect material." Fang Jie understood that this fla was not ant to burn souls, it just had the function of burning souls.
The true purpose was to refine bones and obtain essence.
From afar, Fang Jie could sense that if enough of this essence were gathered, it would be more than sufficient to create a Half-God Artifact. After all, being in his own Divine Domain, Fang Jie could still feel it.
As for the two hours of rest every day, the Ghost Demigod wouldn’t have to oversee it personally.
Because as long as no bones were thrown onto it, the flas would compress to the smallest point, and the souls would naturally be able to avoid it. But this escape was not a good thing, as it might be even more uncomfortable.
"Well then, the matter here is finished. Now we must focus on serious matters."
With their revenge taken, the next step was to conquer the opposing plane, which was the real reason for their actions this ti.
Qin Qing nodded: "I will go too. I want to enhance my strength, only then can I protect you."
Hearing this, Qin Lan wanted to stop her, but seeing Qin Qing’s determined gaze, Qin Lan nodded in agreent. "Alright, be careful, and rember to flee if you encounter danger."
Although Qin Lan wanted to protect her sister, she knew she couldn’t.
Because her sister’s strength was greater, and her combat talent was higher. Over ti, this gap would only widen. In fact, this situation left Qin Lan feeling a bit speechless.
But there was no other way; combat talent is innate, and she couldn’t bla others for her low combat talent, could she?
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