On the Duanhun Cliff, the wind cuts like a knife.
Su Jinli suddenly opened her eyes amid a severe headache. Her consciousness seemed to be forcibly stuffed into a strange container and kept buzzing.
Before she could clear her thoughts, there was already a roar of voices in her ears - angry scoldings, ridicules, curses, mixed with the harsh sound of chains dragging the floor, completely pulling her out of the chaos.
She knelt on the stone platform, her neck was strangled by a black iron chain with a faint light, her skin and flesh were bleeding and burning.
Disciples in black robes stood around her, their gazes piercing her like nails, as if she was some heinous evil spirit.
On the high platform above the head, an old man with white beard stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves flying as if there were clouds and mist. It was Mo Xuanyin, the great elder of Wandu Sect.
"Su Jinli!" Mo Xuanyin's voice was like thunder, "As a disciple of our sect, you dare to refine the forbidden medicine 'Bone Corroding Three Breaths Powder' and poison Xiao Jingyuan, a genius disciple of Tianyan Sect! The evidence is conclusive, and the medicinal herb application records are all there, what else do you have to say?"
