The people sacrificed in the deep pit had been specially prepared. Most had been flayed across their chests, with special arrays inscribed upon the exposed areas. The few others had their faces flayed, with arrays likewise carved into the flesh beneath.
The sight made even Wang Ping's eyes twitch. Staring at it for too long sent a palpitation through his heart. Besides, these people were already desiccated corpses. If they had been alive, the scene would have been more terrifying than Avici Hell.
"There are still remnants of negative emotions like madness, fear, despair, and helplessness here. Perhaps these emotions are what they wanted."
Yu Lian reminded Wang Ping.
Wang Ping nodded silently. Just then, Zi Luan descended from the sky. When he saw the horrific sight in the pit, the constant smile on his face disappeared.
DING.
Wang Ping took out the Copper Coins and performed several divinations in a row.
But they were all Yang Trigrams, which meant the situation was unclear.
