Qin Zi was trapped in a water sphere, thrown onto the altar like a dead pig, laid out for two days straight.
And during these two days.
Several other young people were brought over.
Some were tied up with serpent tendons, some were locked with chains, and some were even knocked out or drugged and brought here.
These people were only in their twenties, yet they had all reached the Saint Realm, their talents truly extraordinary.
When these individuals saw Qin Zi, they all showed bitter smiles, and Qin Zi could only blink.
Strangers in the same plight, why even bother meeting?
These individuals lay on the altar, communicating with each other.
"I am Li Mountain."
"I am Wang Teng."
"I am Liu Hong, shameful, shameful."
"Mmm mmm mmm..."
There was also a person bound like a cocoon, with their mouth gagged, wriggling a bit on the ground, unable to speak.
"And this brother here?"
