They pushed Jade’s coffin, gradually reaching the edge of the cliff. Then, these women used a small knife to slash their wrists. Fresh blood dripped onto the dark red coffin. Afterward, they began singing war songs again. This was a ritual custom from The Outside, eulogizing the difficult lives and unhappy deaths of their people, sending the living souls to their resting place. Suddenly, a woman grabbed He Su’s hair and dragged He Su to the side of the coffin. Someone said, "Open the coffin—!!" After that, it was unknown who took out a crowbar and pried open the coffin lid with it. The coffin already emitted an unbearable stench, but when the lid was lifted, the stench intensified, nauseating everyone. Jade had been dead for many days now. And today, as the lid was overturned to the ground, the foul smell rose to the heavens, causing people to retch. He Su struggled and thrashed as hands held her head down. Her peripheral vision inadvertently caught a glimpse of the source of the stench, and she instantly heaved. But having not ingested a drop of water in days, she vomited nothing, just a mouthful of viscous stomach acid. It was too terrifying, spine-chilling, nauseating, simply indescribable. Jade had died a tragic death, extremely tragic. After these days, her body had decayed beyond recognition. Maggots had bred within the rotten flesh, squirming about. He Su gagged once more. She struggled to turn her head away, but at that moment, someone suddenly grabbed her legs, and with a heave, threw her entire body into the coffin. The rotten flesh beneath was spongy. She seemed to have touched Jade’s bones? Or perhaps it was the roiling maggots that had crawled onto her. Her skin crawled, goosebumps rose, and her entire being nearly exploded! Her complexion turned deathly pale. In a panic, she sat up. Still not giving up, she tried to escape, but what met her was a cleaver. Whoosh! The cleaver sank into He Su’s stomach, nailing her and Jade’s corpse together. He Su froze for a moment. Afterward, she looked down at her abdomen in disbelief. Blood gushed out in spurts, soaking the blade, tainting the once-shiny blade crimson red. She then looked towards the women surrounding the coffin. Then, several women picked up the lid and placed it back on the coffin. Before the lid was secured, wailing sounds could be heard from inside. But finally, all sounds were sealed inside the coffin. After completing all this, the women knelt on the ground, gazing at the Desert from afar. They kowtowed deeply, then stood up again. They began to push the coffin, seemingly wanting to push the coffin down the cliff. Having pursued for several days, Liang Shujun and the others finally reached the mountaintop. Fang Lanshan and the others unsheathed their swords and charged at the women from The Outside. The clash of arms erupted in an instant. These women, having already been seriously injured from rescuing He Su from prison days ago, were on their last legs. They had barely kept from collapsing by sheer will. Now, although they were originally far superior to Fang Lanshan and the others, exhausted in body and spirit, they were no longer a match. Thus, they were quickly subdued, one by one. Fang Lanshan looked around: "Where’s He Su?" She couldn’t see He Su’s figure and was puzzled. Dong Huiying stood beside Liang Shujun, furrowing her brows in thought, then turned her gaze towards the dark red coffin.