"Disgusting!"
Su Tu's gaze was incredibly cold, the loathing in his eyes almost overflowing.
Everything that just happened was not what the village chief had described.
These filthy, disgusting people, not a single word they said was worth Su Tu's attention.
Everything that transpired was orchestrated by the mystical cat, which forcefully dismantled and pieced together the memories of the spirits into what Su Tu had just seen.
What was about to happen next was so unbearably disgusting that Su Tu could not bear to watch any longer.
But to uncover the whole truth, Su Tu still endured it all.
Glancing at the True Spirits suffering various punishments in the Netherworld Hell, Su Tu only felt that no punishment could be too much for these guys.
However, this mystical cat's methods did surprise him a bit.
To be honest, although the mystical cat seemed benign ordinarily, its real form was majestic and large, bristling with malevolence, and faintly glowed with golden light.
