On the backside of the mountain where the hall was located, in Cold Wind Cave…
Countless small caves existed on the mountainside like honeycombs. Bone-piercing cold wind blew like sharp daggers, sliding across the dark rock and starting long traces of fire.
Huaxu Lie and Huaxu Chen each sat in a small cave which could contain nothing more than their own bodies. Frosty gusts of wind blowing around them, slowly corroding their skins, muscles, and blood. They were both incredibly strong, but suffering the cold wind, their skins had already turned purple. They were stiff, paralyzed, and disabled from moving.
This was a prison of the Huaxu Family designed to punish the criminals from the family. The dark wind tortured both the bodies and souls. Staying in this place, even the marrow of relatively weaker people would disappear in a matter of months.
Enduring the piercing pain from both his body and soul, Huaxu Chen tremblingly murmured, "Something is wrong. The leader and elders..."