In the gathering area, within the small courtyard suspended in midair, cries of agony echoed incessantly.
Looking into the courtyard, one could see thirteen individuals writhing and screaming in pain on the ground.
"Tsk tsk, it really does look quite miserable, right?" Lin Qian, seeing the thirteen people in front of him scream in agony, revealed a schadenfreude smile and spoke to the four elders beside him.
"To be reborn in Nirvana, one naturally has to endure the torment of being consumed by intense flames," Wang Qiongxing responded, looking at the thirteen people twisting in pain in front of him, speaking indifferently, yet with a smile on his face.
"That's right, we suffered quite a bit ourselves back then, let these brats experience it too." He Baili laughed heartily, finding the painful expressions of the people in front of him amusing.
