Gen Family Business swung his palm, flinging the strung‑together people into a heap.
Gen Family Business took out a small jade gourd the size of a fist with his right hand.
He set the gourd down at the center.
Then, just like tidying up a warehouse, he grabbed this group of people who had lost all ability to move and arranged them around the gourd.
The ground was covered in streaks where blood had been smeared.
Heart‑rending screams echoed in the air, along with the sobbing cries of people begging for their lives.
In that moment, this place was like a living hell.
The crying and shouting were shrill and piercing.
Gen Family Business acted as if he hadn't heard their howls and screams at all.
There were about a thousand people around him.
He arranged them in a ring, then slowly uncorked the mouth of the gourd.
Something like an incantation came from his mouth.
White vapors floated out from the bodies of the people all around.
These were their vital essence.
