"Where is this..." Taizai Ci mumbled as he struggled to open his eyes, trying to wipe away the blur in front of his face, only to realize that he couldn't even move his fingers.
It took him a while, but he eventually made out that he was encapsulated in a container filled with a viscous liquid.
Through the transparent walls of the container, he could faintly see that it was a dimly lit, enclosed space.
And in this space, there were cylindrical objects similar to his own, neatly arranged...
There were at least a hundred!
"Drip, drip, drip..."
Footsteps came from outside the door, accompanied by a voice filled with doubt:
"...Are you sure this won't cause any trouble? That is a demi-saint, along with the God of War's power!"
"I have used Divine Puppets to attempt it many times, but they are still far from becoming carriers for the Power of Divinity."
"What a pity, if Number One were still here..."