Fang Chen walked alone in the deep and secluded corridor, with the black and white paper figures floating like willow catkins on his side. As he walked, he collected the storage rings of the cultivators who had died during the trials. Although the cultivation resources in these storage rings might not amount to much, accumulating them still came to a considerable sum.0

Before long, Fang Chen arrived in front of the Skinning Hall, gazing at the twenty bright red corpses. He couldn't help but ask softly, "Little White, Little Black, why does the Skinning Hall take away their skins?"3

The white paper figure smiled and answered, "We only need the karma on their bodies. The karma devoured over the years is why this Immortal Tomb still stands despite how many years have passed.0

"This is also a form of the Heavenly Abhorrence...0