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Chapter 1166 - Chapter 1166 Chapter 460 The Great Catastrophe

Chapter 1166: Chapter 460: The Great Catastrophe Chapter 1166: Chapter 460: The Great Catastrophe Once a grandmaster of the Fierce Realm, he was now caught and forced to run in the wind like a wild grass swaying erratically.

Every time he opened his mouth to explain, the wind would fill it, turning his words into “wa wa oh oh oh ah ah ah” – indistinct cries of distress.

He wouldn’t have minded visiting the lifesaver Tang Luo on Fuyun Mountain in the past, but now, with an annoying junior brother there, Fuyun Temple had become forbidden ground for Chaochang.

To go now would be sending me to my death.

Tang Luo struggled to break free, but caught a glimpse of Yun Xiu gripping his hand tightly. Her long hair fluttered in the wind with an inexplicably pleasant fragrance, which made him forget for a moment where he was.

“Is this… just holding hands?”

Amidst the gloomy silence of the Spirit World Passage, a sudden brightness appeared. It emanated from the woman dragging him in a frenzied run – their hands tightly clasped like a small bridge linking them together. Tang Luo couldn’t muster the strength to let go, wishing the passage would never end.

…

Inside Chaochang City

Xiang Residence’s Underground Prison

In the ruins of the Xiang family estate, only parts of the sewage system were intact, leaving just a few underground prisons.

Amidst the fervent reconstruction above, who could hear the desperate howls emanating from the underground prison?

As the most relied-upon intelligence organization of the holy land, the Dutian Heavenly King’s inspectors naturally had a set of tortures designed for warriors, aiming to utterly break their will both physically and mentally.

No matter how strong or steely your will, once in the hands of the Heavenly King’s inspectors, you would eventually turn into a pile of mud.

In comparison, it seemed the warriors who died in the Xiang family battle were actually better off – their pain was brief, unlike the endless torment happening now.

At this moment, Fen Ye’s spirit was drained, his body utterly broken. Rather than living, he longed for immediate death, but the inspectors had ways to revive him repeatedly just to continue the torture.

In the dark, sunless water cell, time had lost all meaning. He felt like he had been tortured for eons, yet the clear scratches on the wall told him it had only been ten days.

“Sizzle~~~”

The unpleasant sound of scratching roused the semi-conscious Fen Ye into involuntary trembling. Each time this sound resonated, it signaled the beginning of a new interrogation.

Wearing a red and green outfit, with a bizarre face paint, the Soul Master entered the cell with a grotesque smile: “Get up, get up. We’re starting the game again. Guess what I’ve prepared for today. Hee hee, hee hee hee!”

Toying with objects leads to loss of purpose; toying with people leads to loss of morality. Most soul masters known for manipulating souls were madmen — nine out of ten.

“I’ve already confessed, I’ve confessed already. What more do you want from me, you madman, madman!”

Fen Ye, with bloodshot eyes, looked up weakly and roared at the Soul Master: “Go away, get out!”

“Hee hee hee hee.”

The Soul Master, shaking his turquoise gown, laughed joyfully with a small face painted white beneath the rouge, radiating an indescribable twist of elation and psychosis.

Approaching Fen Ye, he pressed his long black nails against Fen Ye’s lips and whispered, “Shh~~ Don’t shout, what if others hear? Every other warrior waits until the last day to confess. Feather God gave me a month, and it’s only been ten days. Don’t spoil the fun.”

“Madman, madman!”

Like a fish out of water catching a last glimmer of light, the man shackled above shook violently, causing the chains to “clink clink”: “I’ve confessed, Fen Island is in the Void Realm beneath Zhongzhou’s Cangming Mountain, the Blood Tower and Yun Family are hidden in the Dragon Abyss of Yangjia Mountain. I’ve told you all of it, what more do you want, what more do you wish to do!”

“Hee hee hee, I don’t understand any of that.”

He undid his red blouse, revealing a body covered with poison sores. The Soul Master took out a soul nail and stabbed it into Fen Ye’s God’s Residence, squeezing his spirit out of his body: “If I say one month, it must be one month, not a moment more, not a second less.”

Licking his purplish-red lips, the Soul Master watched the spirit leave the body, trembling with excitement, and muttered in a trance: “Sweet spirit, oh, so good.”

As the Soul Master murmured, the poison sores covering his upper body began to writhe, turning into little imp faces as if they were about to break out of their shells.

“No, don’t come near me! I’ve confessed, kill me, please, kill me, stop torturing me!!!”

“Hehe, the servant is reluctant to let the master die.”

…

Although he wanted to keep holding this hand forever, seeing that Fuyun Mountain was just in front of him, Tang Luo still had to let go of the faint regret, his arm slightly bent and shaking, breaking free from Yun Xiu’s hand, and then after much talking, he convinced her that he was in perfect health.

“Then why didn’t you say that back in the passage?”

“Hey!”

Tang Luo explained without changing his expression: “Because I’m weak and frail right now, the moment you grabbed and ran, I couldn’t break free!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

Hearing Tang Luo say this, Yun Xiu thought it was her own fault for acting hastily without asking clearly. She quickly moved forward and asked softly, “Are you alright?”

Ever since the sea burial, Yun Xiu only took off her disguise and showed her true face when she was back in her room. She would change her appearance only when she went out.

But this morning, she had been too worried to pay attention to transforming, her heart was in such a hurry that she just pulled and left; hence, her appearance remained that of a charming and lovely girl.

The beauty’s concerned gaze made Tang Luo feel quite satisfied. He was about to pat his chest and say he was fine, but suddenly, as if possessed, he lifted his left hand and said calmly: “Everything is fine, except that after being dragged all the way, my left hand is a bit painful, perhaps I’ve injured a tendon or bone.”

“Ah! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

Upon hearing this, Yun Xiu felt even more remorseful, apologizing repeatedly and grabbing Tang Luo’s hand to comfort him: “I know some medicine, I can have a look for you.”

As she spoke, the innocent Xiu’er held Tang Luo’s arm, intending to see if he had injured his wrist. However, upon seeing his soft, unblemished left hand, she felt something was off.

After all, he was the Devil Lord Gong Chen, feared across the world. Could his tendons and bones really get injured just from being pulled for a while?

Realizing this, Xiu’er looked up and met Tang Luo’s eyes directly gazing at her, her face turning red.

Considering her current disguise as a young lady and looking at his state now, how could she not know she had been fooled?

“Hmph, liar!”

The embarrassed Xiu’er huffed lightly and, flicking her hand, turned to leave.

“Hey, wait, let’s go together!”

As Tang Luo quickly caught up, he commented, “Wow, your medical skills are impressive, my wrist is already feeling better in just this short time!”

Yun Xiu felt even more embarrassed, gave Tang Luo a reproachful look, and with a stamp of her foot, she rose on a cloud and flew away.

“Uh…”

Left alone on the spot, Tang Luo touched his nose, his face a picture of bewilderment.