Every day, numerous people come to the Great Wu Mausoleum to pay their respects to the fallen soldiers.
Their bodies were left at the entrance of the mausoleum, turned into vessels, their souls sealed within, being stared at by countless people. Some even spat at them with hatred.
This humiliation almost drove the two people mad; the worst part was that they could not even roar out. Every day, they were subjected to endless shame.
There were no torture instruments, no one physically abusing them, yet this humiliation was a hundred times worse than death.
The two of them kneeling here was a strong deterrent, showing the world the consequences of angering a martial artist of Dawu. It seemed like they couldn't live nor die, enduring suppression for all eternity.
Infinite karma converged, and the river of humanity surged again!
This was an affirmation and sense of belonging to Dawu.
