“This, where I’m from… hehe, in my imagination, is called a ‘suppressing nail.’” She pointed to the old man’s head, “and then to the place where the Azure Sand Beast was. See? The box made of spirit stones outside the coffin is what’s called a coffin. This coffin made of black iron is equivalent to a person.”
"people?"
"Yes." Mentioning this, Wen Jingge shook the mirror. "Do you have any accomplices?"
Old man: ……
"I need six more magics. The requirements aren't high; magics of your rank will suffice."
Old man: ……
"Look, you'll be all alone down here in the future, how lonely and isolated you'll be! Even though you can't move, it's good to have a few people to talk to and keep you company."
Old man: ……
Perhaps moved by Wen Jingge's sincerity, six more demonic cultivators arrived in the following three or four days, and Wen Jingge finally managed to gather the seven nails needed for calming down.
Lu Wei did not hand over control of his body to Qiao Yu. He and Wen Jingge both had invisibility talismans on their bodies. They lay in the waterless pool day and night, watching the demonic cultivators swarm in, only to be beaten into the pits they had dug.
The old man's eyes dimmed considerably as he watched his fellow clansmen who had rushed over being beaten into the pit, a sorrow he could not describe welling up within him.
"Come on, close your eyes, it'll be done soon."
"You'll be punished by heaven for doing this!" These were the first words the old man said after Wen Jingge subdued him.
"As far as I know, demons are intolerable to the Heavenly Dao." Wen Jingge sneered. "Besides, you can lay a hand on my disciple, but if I merely make you wish you were dead, wouldn't that be a grave taboo?"
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