614: Chaotic Soul Mountain, Soul-Locking Ring!

"This place is called Chaotic Soul Mountain, located deep within the vast uninhabited region."

He paused deliberately, seemingly enjoying the mixture of fear and confusion on everyone's faces, the curve of his lips becoming more pronounced.

"It is one of the areas with the highest concentration of foul in the entire Netherworld, far exceeding the peripheral regions!"

As soon as these words were spoken, countless gasps echoed through the crowd again, and muffled exclamations rose and fell.

The Uninhabited Region!!

This name was not unfamiliar to any Cultivator in the Netherworld.

It was a true Forbidden Ground!

It was a place of filth that, according to legend, even Immortals were unwilling to easily set foot in!

Legend had it that countless powerful beings' remains, dating back to the birth of the Netherworld, were buried there, and the foul was so dense that it had materialized, even capable of giving birth to terrifying evil creatures.

Yet now, they had actually been transported to this cursed place whose very name reeked of ill omen!

Countless hearts instantly sank to the bottom.

More than half of the people simply plopped down onto the ground, covering their faces and sobbing softly.

This immense sense of disparity, falling from heaven to earth, made their minds truly difficult to bear.

Originally, they had dreamed of heading to the Core Region, where the foul concentration was lowest, but instead, they were transported to this Uninhabited Region, where the foul concentration was highest.

The bitterness of this situation was indescribable.

"However, there is no need for all of you to worry too much."

Hei Lin continued, his tone carrying a sense of charitable goodwill, but to the listeners, it sounded more like mockery.

"This general brought you here because there is a very important task that requires you to complete. As long as you obediently finish the task, perhaps you won't need a thousand years, and this general will send you away according to the promise."

"What task?"

Finally, someone in the crowd could no longer suppress their inner fear and tremblingly asked the question.

"Mining."

Hei Lin uttered the two words lightly.

"Mining?!"

These two words seemed to carry a certain magic, causing tens of thousands of Cultivators to simultaneously widen their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.

This Hei Lin actually wanted them to go mining?

What kind of mine required so many people to dig together?!

They were all considered people who had achieved minor success in cultivation.

This was absolutely preposterous!

"That's right, it's mining."

Hei Lin seemed to have anticipated their reaction and sneered: "To be precise, it is mining chaotic soul stone."

Upon hearing the three words 'chaotic soul stone', the expressions of some knowledgeable Cultivators in the crowd suddenly changed, their shock surpassing even when they had first heard of the Uninhabited Region.

chaotic soul stone?!

That was a rare treasure formed only after millions of years, condensed from the purest Soul power under various accidental and extreme environmental conditions!

Its main function was to nourish the Soul, significantly increasing the strength of the Soul, and it had extremely low side effects, making it a supreme treasure that countless Soul Cultivators dreamed of acquiring!

In the outside world, a single chaotic soul stone could be exchanged for a full one hundred Top-Grade Spirit Stone!

This kind of item, let alone in the resource-scarce outer regions, was considered a top strategic resource even within the Core Region, virtually priceless and fought over by all major top-tier powers!

And now, these people actually wanted them to mine this very item?

What astonishing wealth was hidden within this mineral vein?

"I believe some of you know the value of chaotic soul stone."

Hei Lin scanned the varied expressions of the crowd below and continued with satisfaction:

"The task is very simple: digging out one chaotic soul stone per person daily is considered completing the task. If you can dig out two, you can even rest for a day."

"Those who complete the task can receive one pure filth pill from the supervisor daily.

This pure filth pill can purify the foul constantly accumulating within your bodies.

As for those who fail to complete it..."

He did not continue speaking, but the sneer in his eyes said it all.

Everyone understood the unspoken implication.

In a place where the foul was so dense it could corrode spiritual power, without the pure filth pill, the Cultivator's body and Divine Soul would gradually become contaminated and eroded, eventually perishing completely in extreme agony.

That fate was probably ten thousand times more terrifying than simply dying.

"Of course, to prevent anyone from harboring illusions and entertaining improper thoughts..."

Hei Lin raised his hand, and a pile of jet-black metal wristbands appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Those wristbands looked ordinary, with smooth surfaces and no runes, but the moment they appeared, Demonic Thought's pupils slightly contracted.

"This is a soul locking ring. The refining method is quite subtle; I seem to recall seeing it once in my memory."

Demonic Thought's voice sounded in Lu Hao's heart, carrying a hint of solemnity: "Once worn, it implants a Restriction deep within the Soul. With just a single thought from the refiner, the wearer's Divine Soul can be destroyed, scattering both body and spirit."

"That certainly fits the style of the Cycle Reincarnation Holy Domain."

Lu Hao's calm voice echoed in Demonic Thought's mind: "I didn't expect the Cycle Reincarnation Holy Domain, which has a decent reputation externally, to be doing such things behind the scenes, treating countless Cultivators as mere sacrificial dogs!"

Lu Hao quietly watched Hei Lin in mid-air, his gaze profound.

"Exactly! These people are utterly rotten! If such things were done in the Living Realm, they would be complete Demonic Cultivators, hunted down by everyone!"

... The next second, the tens of thousands of black wristbands flew out of Hei Lin's palm as if they had come to life, transforming into streaks of black light that precisely slipped onto the wrists of every Cultivator below.

"Clack!"

Crisp sounds rose and fell, merging into a continuous noise.

The moment the wristbands touched the skin, they automatically tightened, like living things.

The cold metal slowly fused into the flesh and blood, finally leaving an indelible black ring-shaped mark on everyone's wrist.

However, outwardly, there seemed to be no change in their bodies.

Some curious Cultivators began attempting to mobilize their cultivation to investigate this black mark.

In just an instant, screams came one after another.

"Ah!"

The moment their cultivation touched the black mark, they immediately let out a mournful shriek.

Their entire body felt struck by lightning, blood simultaneously seeped from all seven orifices, and they nearly died on the spot.

"Do not make these meaningless struggles."

Hei Lin sneered, his voice filled with contempt:

"The soul locking ring is already connected to your Divine Soul Origin.

Unless this general personally removes it for you, no external means can destroy it.

Any forceful attempt will only result in self-destruction."

Despair!

Complete and utter despair, like an invisible tide, once again submerged everyone.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Suddenly, a scream ten times more mournful than before echoed throughout the heavens and earth.