Looking at the flat Han family compound outside the spiritual energy barrier, Han Yang felt like crying but had no tears.
The Han family is truly gone.
He was all alone now.
And he's missing an arm.
In the future, even if I put in a thousand times more effort, I will still be destined to be a strong person.
Being alive is his greatest comfort right now.
"You still dare to self-destruct." Da Yu grabbed the red-haired man's soul and gave him two big slaps.
They beat the red-haired guy senseless.
The self-destruction had already consumed a huge amount of energy, leaving the soul somewhat transparent.
Now that Da Yu has pulled it out like this, it's even more transparent.
That's not what makes him stupid.
It's about the soul.
When the underworld proclaimed this to the world, it was clear that people had souls after death and that judgment was necessary.
But he's not human.
Moreover, he is not a native creature of the five continents.
Just as the red envelope was being thought of, the void twisted.
Black and White Impermanence appeared.
He first bowed to Bai Qingqing: "Black and White Impermanence greet you, sir."
Then, with a flick of his hand, the massive, black Soul-Locking Chain instantly and firmly locked the red-haired man's soul.
Red Hair was tied up and instinctively struggled a couple of times.
"Behave yourself." The mourning stick struck the red-haired soul's forehead like a hammer blow.
The blows caused the red-haired man's soul to scream in agony.
"Shout again, and I'll rip your tongue out." Black Impermanence glared at the red-haired soul and sneered.
The red-haired soul was so frightened that it became as docile as a quail.
Because in his soul form, he was naturally suppressed by the Black and White Impermanence.
He couldn't use any of the methods he had used in his lifetime.
Just like an ordinary person.
Doesn't this make us fish on someone else's chopping board?
If I had known, I wouldn't have self-destructed.
Red Hair's soul was filled with regret at this moment, but what good was regret?
"My lord, is this the same old rule for demon souls?" Bai Wuchang asked Bai Qingqing.
"No need." Bai Qingqing shook her head: "He no longer has a physical body, so just follow your procedures and handle it as you see fit."
"But before we take any action, let our people perform a soul search first."
"Yes, sir." Bai Wuchang nodded.
"Your underworld has reopened, are you busy lately?" Bai Qingqing asked casually.
"The business accumulated over millions of years is indeed quite busy. Recently, there has been some unrest in various continents, and everyone in the Underworld is extremely busy," said Black Impermanence.
"Tell your Great Emperor that it is appropriate to cultivate new talents from the captured souls," Bai Qingqing said.
"Our Great Emperor also wishes to, but the living cannot enter the underworld, and a soul must go through many, many years to become a proper ghost messenger," said Bai Wuchang.
It's not that just any ghost, someone with a clean past and abilities, can be given a prominent position.
You have to become a ghost cultivator first.
That's not an easy thing.
"Give this to your Emperor on my behalf," Bai Qingqing said, taking out a palm-sized white jade bottle from her system space.
"Yes, sir." Bai Wuchang respectfully accepted it.
His hand visibly sank downwards, and he fell to his knees with a thud.
Especially the hands holding the white jade bottle.
The back of his hand was pressed tightly against the ground.
This small jade bottle weighs as much as ten thousand jun (a unit of weight).
Black Impermanence also rushed over to help, but even with their combined efforts, they couldn't budge the jade bottle an inch.
"My lord, I am incompetent," said the Black and White Impermanence with remorse.
“I forgot, you are underworld messengers.” Bai Qingqing flicked her finger, and the white jade bottle flew back into her hand: “When you’re free, I’ll have someone send it over.”
"Thank you, sir," Black and White Impermanence said hurriedly.
"No need to be so polite, go ahead and get busy," Bai Qingqing waved her hand and said.
The Han family was wiped out.
They were, after all, members of one of the eight great families of Zhongzhou, with a large population. Now that they're all dead, it will take some time to collect their souls.
"Yes, sir." Black and White Impermanence bowed again, "This humble servant takes his leave."
Then he took Red Hair's soul and left.
The red-haired soul obediently followed, daring not to resist in the slightest.
They had no power to resist.
When the Black and White Impermanence detained the souls of the Han family, they did not do so behind Bai Qingqing's back.
Therefore, Han Yang could see it clearly as well.
One by one, translucent souls were drawn out of the void by the Black and White Impermanence and then bound together with soul-locking chains.
Han Yang's pupils dilated in shock once again.
Because of that red-haired guy's self-destruction, the Han family was razed to the ground.
The bodies of the Han family members have long since disappeared.
If a soul can be extracted even without bones, does that mean that people will inevitably go to the underworld after they die?
Recalling the live broadcast on the screen, Han Yang couldn't help but swallow hard.
He must be a kind and righteous person in his life.
When Han Fei's soul was extracted, the ghost was still in a daze.
By the time he came to his senses, he had already been taken back to the underworld by the Black and White Impermanence.
The other ghosts of the Han family also came to their senses in the underworld.
Looking at the young ghosts of the Han family, Han Liang wanted to clench his fist tightly.
But the ghost had no physical form, so it couldn't be grasped.
Didn't Han Sheng promise to protect them for twenty years?
Why are they all dead?
Could it be that the demon behind the scenes has arrived? Even Han Sheng is no match for him?
Han Sheng is dead too?
but……
Han Liang looked around several times but did not find Han Sheng's ghost.
Thinking of this, Han Liang couldn't help but ask, "How did you die? Where is Han Sheng?"
Originally, apart from the sound of chains dragging on the ground, there was no other noise along the way, and everyone remained silent.
Even Han Fei remained silent.
Therefore, this sentence instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"The demons behind the scenes came too suddenly; only Brother Han Yang was saved," a child instinctively whispered in reply.
When elders ask questions, one should answer politely.
Han Liang almost felt like vomiting blood.
Judging from these words, the Han family now only has Han Yang left.
It's all Han Fei's fault, that old scoundrel.
Thinking of this, Han Liang rushed directly to Han Fei's side and then threw a left hook and a right hook.
Han Fei had been tainted by too much demonic energy during his lifetime, and that was the way he died.
The soul is much weaker than cold.
Therefore, he was completely powerless to fight back against Han Liang for a time.
Black Impermanence watched for a while before stepping forward to stop them, grabbing the two ghosts by the arms and saying sternly, "What are you doing? Do you know where you are?"
"Let them fight," Bai Wuchang said with a smile. "Fighting in the underworld is an even more serious crime. When the hell punishes them, we can sentence them to a few hundred more years."
Upon hearing this, the two ghosts immediately stopped.
They had seen those eighteen levels of hell from the heavens.
That's terrifying.
"Sir, I am the victim." Han Fei said, pursing his lips, "I was just walking along peacefully when he suddenly rushed over and hit me."
"I was the one who got beaten up, so it doesn't count as a fight, right?"
"In a way, I should be considered a victim."
"They shouldn't be punished even more severely."
Upon hearing this, Bai Wuchang immediately struck Han Fei on the head with his mourning staff.
The knocking caused Han Fei's soul to become increasingly transparent.
"Do you even have the right to speak here?" Bai Wuchang glanced at Han Fei: "Hurry up and leave. The more you dawdle, the more serious your crime becomes."
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