Feidu City, Purgatory.
Su Jingshu's life couldn't be said to be full of evil deeds, but when she was young, she had not refrained from bloodshed either.
At the moment her soul left her body, there was no need for an Underworld Envoy to capture it, as she was sent directly to Purgatory by the Nether Power of the ten Kings Yama.
That place was a certain pass for all the wicked souls who committed heinous deeds in life and stained their hands with human life.
Qin Ruan charged to the layer of Purgatory where Su Jingshu was held captive, disregarding the pale and frightened expressions of the Yin Soldiers beside him, he raised his foot and kicked open the pitch-black iron door in front of him.
Boom—A tremendous noise!
The scene inside was reflected in the eyes of the person standing outside the door.
"Jingshu!"
Nangong Chang cried out in alarm as he caught up.
