But this guy only cares about tying things up, not dealing with them. Every time the fruit cracks, it's the Moon God Wangshu who catches them. If it weren't for Wangshu, it would have been like dumplings dropping, one drowned for each that fell into the sea.
The Golden Cores responsible for observing the Hell Transformation Diagram have become somewhat numb.
Just how many living beings has this Hell Path harmed?
It's been a full year and a half, with hundreds or thousands of fruits falling every day, yet it seems unending.
Spring Sun Taoist also found it quite strange.
She sat in a hall built on Ruoquan Island, in front of a Demon-Suppressing Tree, and casually asked:
"Why are you keeping so many souls?"
Under the lush shade of the Demon-Suppressing Tree, the monk sat cross-legged on the ground.
He calmly replied:
"No matter what you ask me now, I won't answer you."
