This left the Temple-Guarding Reapers so shaken that none of them dared to go to the toilet alone anymore—you never knew when a few Daxia soldiers might suddenly crawl out from under some rock!
Sometimes, a reaper would discover a tunnel entrance and try to scout ahead, only to go down and never return.
"And we have plenty of entertainment day to day," a Heroic Spirit laughed heartily. "Ever since Master Beimin founded the Daxia Underworld here, that fat man has been locked up in the 18th level of Hell. We go down there every day to have some fun with him..."
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