This pose was like a close friend suddenly appearing among them, one hand hooked around one person's neck, and the other hand around someone else's.
But the issue was, their two dear friends...
At this very moment, were still bleeding from seven orifices!
Wait... wait!!
After faintly guessing what was happening, they heard what seemed like the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. This sound was very familiar to them, much like that of a lifeless body collapsing.
At the same time, words that sounded like a death curse rang in their ears, "To simply annihilate your scum souls would be letting you off too easily."
"I'll only destroy your physical bodies, and as for your souls... savor the 'experience' in the Netherworld," said Daoist Priest Fan.
Lord Fan Wu was a kindhearted man; he couldn't bear to extinguish others' souls. He even made a special trip to send their souls to the Netherworld to enjoy the seventeen layers of torment SAP.
