Tiandu, Black Moon Sanatorium.
Deep underground, a long river of magma flowed sluggishly. Beside the river stood row after row of blazing furnaces, where flocks of chained slaves carried various Artifact Refining materials back and forth. The sanatorium's underground had undeniably been transformed into a secret Artifact Refining Base.
Among the slaves hauling materials was Liang Feiyan. With his Angel face and Asura physique, he stood out from the crowd of slaves, catching the eye instantly. Behind him were Ren Guhong and Wang Chongling. All three were covered in grime, clearly having suffered no small amount of torment.
"When is this work ever going to end?" Ren Guhong muttered.
Liang Feiyan wiped the black soot from his face. "Damn it, once I get out of here, I'm going to tear the bastard who tricked us limb from limb!"
Wang Chongling remained the most composed. "They won't let us go," she said flatly. "We'll either die here from the labor or be silenced permanently."
