The true main altar of the No-Heaven Sect.
This was a vast, open underground space, over a hundred meters wide.
The thick, metallic stench of blood, mixed with some other foul odor, filled the entire space. It was an overpowering, acrid smell.
Toward the center, a demon over five meters tall stood with its head bowed.
Its four limbs and neck were all bound by iron chains as thick as a grown man's thigh, which disappeared directly into the surrounding walls.
Dozens of iron chains bound the demon tightly. It was only because of these chains that the demon hadn't collapsed to the ground.
At the demon's feet was a crimson Blood Pool. The blood within it seemed to be boiling, constantly churning.
And that blood was dripping down from the demon's body.
Several high-ranking members of the No-Heaven Sect stood there, each with a sack on their back, looking as if they were about to flee with their goods.
"Damn it, how did those constables deal with the Dharma Protectors so quickly…"
