"Soul sublimation?"
"Stairway to heaven?"
"The beginning of a beautiful and happy life?"
"What the hell!"
Ning Beichen listened, dumbfounded. At this moment, he found that the sun emblem in his hand was being invaded by a sinister energy, which, although weak, could not escape Ning Beichen's perception.
But the people around were not cultivators, so they naturally felt nothing.
Ning Beichen remained calm, wanting to see what was going on.
As the people holding the emblems had sinister energy enter their bodies, their eyes began to become dull.
Ning Beichen glanced at the female reporter beside him and found that she was the same, her eyes becoming dull, like walking dead.
Ning Beichen secretly sent a surge of mental power towards her, directly resolving the sinister energy in her body and making her wake up immediately.
The female reporter looked dazed for a few moments. Seeing the dull expressions of the people around her, she cleverly pretended to be dazed as well.
Soon, everyone followed the black-robed woman with a veil into the bar's passage and proceeded to the basement that Ning Beichen had investigated yesterday.
Following the veiled woman, she continued to speak in a seductive voice, saying things similar to soul sublimation.
Ning Beichen found it almost laughable, but more so infuriating. If he hadn't seen any sign of the Sun Goddess, Ning Beichen would have sent her to meet her Sun Goddess with a single blow.
At this moment, Ning Beichen saw the female reporter secretly taking out a small camcorder and filming the scene.
This made Ning Beichen have to praise her, this damn woman was truly bold, probably wanting to get evidence to expose them.
But she had underestimated the black-robed woman with the veil too much. This woman seemed to have sensed something and immediately looked at the female reporter.
The female reporter suddenly became flustered. Although her small camcorder was only the size of a button, it was still quite noticeable when held in her hand.
At this moment, the black-robed woman stood up and walked to her side, ordering the female reporter in a commanding tone to open her palm.
The female reporter's forehead broke out in a sweat, and her underwear was soaked. Her camera was in her palm. If she opened it, it would be over.
But now this woman was in front of her, and with a magical force, she was unable to disobey her command.
Although the female reporter kept telling herself in her mind not to open it, not to open it, her hand was disobedient and opened on its own.
"It's over!"
The female reporter felt despair.
Once the camcorder was discovered, even if she wasn't killed, she would probably be imprisoned.
However, things turned out contrary to the expectations of the female reporter and the black-robed woman. When the female reporter opened her palm, there was nothing inside.
It wasn't that she had lost it or hidden it, nor did she have the time. She clearly remembered, and even the texture of her skin told her, that the camcorder was hidden in her palm, but how could it have disappeared?
What she didn't know was that her camcorder had appeared in Ning Beichen's Jade Gourd Space, where no one could find it.
The black-robed woman, finding nothing, finally relaxed, and as Ning Beichen had expected, she finally got down to business.
After she performed a very long ritual, Ning Beichen saw that the red clay statue in the secret chamber suddenly came to life. This clay statue was extracting the souls from the bodies of the people present and swallowing them whole.
But the people present showed no reaction, and they couldn't even see this scene.
However, it did not escape Ning Beichen's eyes.
"Beast!"
Ning Beichen could no longer suppress himself and was about to act, when he suddenly stopped.
Because he saw that the red clay statue did not seem to be eating their souls, but rather resembled a container.
With this thought, Ning Beichen still did not act, and when the clay statue came to swallow his soul, Ning Beichen even made his soul automatically drill into its mouth.
Ning Beichen's soul and body had long been one. Even if Ning Beichen stood still and let it devour his soul, Ning Beichen's soul would be completely unharmed.
As Ning Beichen had expected, the clay statue was not eating their souls, but rather its belly was a transmission channel.
After Ning Beichen's soul and the souls of others entered the belly of the clay statue, they were teleported to a place.
After a flash of light and darkness, Ning Beichen and the other souls appeared in a place filled with sunlight. Looking up, they could see the words "Heaven" written in golden light, and even figures dressed like angels appeared.
"Welcome to Heaven, a place full of light, love, and mercy. Here, you will no longer feel the threat of death and disease. There will be no war, no poverty, and no unfairness. You will live eternally with Heaven and enjoy a happy and beautiful life. Rejoice!"
As the words fell, the souls that had entered with Ning Beichen let out cheers of joy.
Ning Beichen also smiled, but it was a cold smile.
"Nowadays, even these phantoms and monsters dare to impersonate Heaven. Do they really think that the ancient Eastern deities don't exist?"
Ning Beichen said dismissively in his heart.
However, to be honest, Ning Beichen had never seen the so-called ancient Eastern deities. Perhaps those immortals and gods had long since disappeared, or perhaps they never existed, and were merely fabricated myths.
Or... they existed in a higher dimension.
The only reason Ning Beichen hadn't acted yet was that he hadn't figured out who was behind all this and what their purpose was.
Why were they collecting souls? As for the talk of Heaven, Ning Beichen didn't believe a single word.
If such a Heaven truly existed, even Jesus's coffin lid couldn't contain it.
"Alright, everyone, please follow me."
A woman in white robes led the way, and Ning Beichen and the other souls followed her footsteps into the so-called "Heaven."
The so-called Heaven was indeed dreamlike and enchanting, with tall buildings everywhere, beautiful scenery, and colorful clouds drifting in the sky.
It looked like a peaceful, beautiful, and desirable utopia.