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Boom!
There was a loud boom as two men wearing masks and burial clothes leaped into the air, fleeing from the gates. They were both middle-stage Astral Refiners and pretty strong. But as soon as they leaped into the air, the yin guards threw out a chain each from their sleeve. It moved as quick as lightning and caught the two Astral Refiners with ease.
This wasn’t a scary sight. What was scary was the yin guards pulling out what looked like two semi-transparent silhouettes from the Astral Refiners’ bodies. It was their souls. Their bodies sailed forward for a bit before dropping to the floor because of momentum, but their souls were still tightly bound by the chains.
When the two souls saw this, they immediately struggled and begged for mercy with all their might. It was futile though. The yin guards pulled them over and declared, “The punishment for forging a Yin Token and attempting to infiltrate Fengdu is a hundred years in the Hell of Mountain of Knives!”
After sweeping their black, lightless pupils across the crowd, the two yin guards slowly opened their mouths until their cheeks literally split into two. There was no tongue or uvula[1] in their throats, however. Instead, they were treated to the horrifying...
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