When Lu Wenwu regained his senses, he found himself standing firmly, having stepped into another space.
He opened his eyes, and what he saw was a scene...
Uh...
Lu Wenwu was at a loss for words to describe the scene before him.
It seemed somewhat like... a meat shop?
He saw souls like pieces of meat about to be sold, with large hooks piercing their tongues, and their limbs bound to a huge metal plate, hanging naked in the air.
Both men and women were the same.
As their tongues lengthened due to their body weight and the weight of the metal plate pulling them down, their facial expressions became increasingly sinister and painful.
Lu Wenwu looked upward, unable to see the end of the chains, not knowing where they extended from.
Above, fierce flames and chilling Yin Winds alternated in gusts.
Every time they reached the metal plates binding the souls, the agony intensified, causing the souls to struggle even more fiercely.
When the Yin Wind blew.
