After the silver nails were arranged, the second phase of "peeling" was activated, followed by the application of silver needles.
The sisters seemed to be peeling an onion, layer by layer stripping the Ghost General until it completely fell apart.
This efficiency is second only to their leader Zhao Yi.
"Ah!!!"
"Wait a minute, this time the concoction isn't right, let me redo it."
The Ghost General who fell before Yin Meng was the most miserable.
Others either got hit solidly or disintegrated cleanly, but he had to face one new poison concoction after another.
Being strapped to a chair and forced to taste a feast felt incredibly torturous.
It so happened that Yin Meng had a poor touch today, none of her attempts succeeded in producing effects, leaving the Ghost General extremely frustrated.
"Have you forgotten your last name!"
"You're a member of the Yin Family!"
"How can you do this!"
What made it worse was that unlike other commanders who could curse and swear before dying, this Ghost General simply couldn't, because Yin Meng's surname was indeed "Yin."
Even if his Soul Power was completely destroyed here, and Fengdu's body was degraded to a wandering spirit, it was likely that he would become a target of ridicule by his former colleagues because of his cursing towards the Yin Family today.
Yin Meng: "You know my last name, you know which family I'm from, yet you still dare to block me at my new house's doorstep!"
Ghost General: "..."
Being the sole descendant of the Yin family's current generation,the Judge's respectful attitude towards her earlier indicated she should have certain privileges, at least distinct ones in this situation.
But the more they treated her this way, the less she dared to accept it, knowing where her roots truly lay.
Back in Fengdu, when her father was killed and her grandfather bedridden and unconscious, she had never seen any ancestor manifest or any Ghost Messenger offer her consolation or compensation. The real benefits she received were merely some rent reductions because of the street office noticing her household's plight.
Now they're letting her think from the perspective of the Underworld and so-called "Yin Family"; how could she possibly do that?
Moreover, Yin Meng always understood that she was merely a nominal bloodline accessory of the Yin family; in terms of true heritage, Brother Xiao Yuan was the actual heir to their ancestor.
The order to kill these ghost bastards came from Brother Xiao Yuan, so was Yin Meng's attitude important at all?
"Smash..."
Her latest concoction was prepared, and it wasn't clear if the effect accumulated before or this time she really got the right formula, but the Ghost General quickly began to dissolve, eventually turning even the bones into pus.
Yin Meng looked at the knife hanging behind the chair and reached out to take it, but as soon as she did, it turned into a bamboo slip.
Clearly, they hadn't really brought their weapons out; the weapons on the chairs were like the trident formed from the skill by White Crane Child.
Yin Meng walked to the next Ghost General, and during the short journey, she kept chanting in her mind and gesturing with her hands.
She was trying to retain the feeling from the previous concoction, maintaining her touch.
The next Ghost General let out a piercing shriek upon seeing her:
"Miss Yin!!!"
Yin Meng was startled, and the feeling she had just built up vanished.
"Miss Yin, how can you aid the wicked and fail to distinguish between enemy and ally!"
Yin Meng: "You asked for it; don't blame me for being slow. I'll keep trying to find the feeling and concoct slowly."
The Judge could only watch helplessly as the subordinates he led out dropped one by one, his heart bleeding, but he was powerless as he was subdued by the ward he had set up.
The Judge's blood-red eyes were fixed on Li Zhiyuan:
"You're so close to our Fengdu; why didn't you notify us in time!"
This was a genuine question; had they known Li Zhiyuan was so familiar with Fengdu, their strategy would have been different when they arrived.
At least they wouldn't foolishly follow Fengdu's routines, handing the boy a knife.
Li Zhiyuan: "Did you give me the opportunity to notify you?"
Judge: "Now, there can still be reconciliation; make your people stop!"
Li Zhiyuan: "Dream on."
Judge: "If you wish to continue westward, do you know the significance of what you did today? You think you can still safely reach Fengdu!"
Li Zhiyuan: "I planned to ride straight to Fengdu; it's you who started the trouble, and now you blame me, which is quite unreasonable."
Judge: "Young man, sometimes there are things that can't simply be reasoned with."
Li Zhiyuan: "Yes, I've always understood that."
Judge: "No, you don't understand; you don't know how great and terrifying the Underworld is, and you're even less aware of the supreme might of our Emperor Fengdu!"
Li Zhiyuan: "You speak as if you understand. I can tell you clearly, the Emperor knows I've received His true legacy. Didn't the Emperor inform you when you came out?"
Judge: "You..."
Li Zhiyuan: "Or are you saying your obstruction isn't actually the Emperor's command, but rather your own covert action?"
Judge: "Even if you have the legacy, what can it do? You're just a mortal young man who's not qualified to go to Fengdu at this time!"
Li Zhiyuan: "Then what about her—the Yin bloodline?"
Judge: "The Yin bloodline is a joke, and I don't believe you're unaware of that!"
Li Zhiyuan nodded, at this moment he finally gained some valuable information about Fengdu.
As he and Zhao Yi had previously thought, the attack against him and Zhao Yi's team did not come from the Emperor's direct command.
At least currently, if an existence like the Emperor, who transcends everything, stood completely against him, willing to endure the backlash of the Heavenly Dao to do so, he would undoubtedly face certain death.
