“Wind-Thunder Sword Sect, Nine-Star Heavenly Mountain, you dare torture my brothers like this? I’ll make your sects vanish!!!”
Seeing Chu Feng in such agony, the Sacred Cave Saints trembled with rage.
Though they were already extremely weak, their fury drove them to curse the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect Leader and the Nine-Star Heavenly Mountain Leader loudly.
“Hmph, you won’t get off easy either.”
Their outburst reminded the Nine-Star Heavenly Mountain Leader.
He took out eleven Nine-Star Corpse-Devouring Insects and forcibly stuffed them into the mouths of the Sacred Cave Saints.
As the poisonous insects entered their bodies, the eleven screamed in torment, their cries far more anguished than Chu Feng’s.
Yet, each of them had only one insect.
Chu Feng, however, had three inside him.
In this situation, some experienced elders began to admire Chu Feng.
They knew that while a single Nine-Star Corpse-Devouring Insect wouldn’t kill, the pain intensified with their number, and the threat of death loomed.
Three insects were enough to be lethal.
Thus, they admired Chu Feng’s resilience. Without extraordinary willpower, three insects would have broken his spirit.
Yet Chu Feng endured.
Of course, while interrogating, the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect Leader and the Nine-Star Heavenly Mountain Leader didn’t idle.
They searched Chu Feng’s body, hoping to find the mysterious supreme treasure, even taking his Qiankun Bag.
But after searching it, the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect Leader’s face darkened, his expression twisting. The Nine-Star Heavenly Mountain Leader sensed something was wrong.
Still, as it concerned the supreme treasure, he asked, “Did you find anything?”
“See for yourself.”
The Wind-Thunder Sword Sect Leader, face grim, tossed the Qiankun Bag to him.
The Nine-Star Heavenly Mountain Leader caught it and hurriedly used special means to open it.
Upon doing so, he gritted his teeth in anger.
Not only was there no supreme treasure in Chu Feng’s Qiankun Bag, but there wasn’t even anything valuable.
Instead, opening it released a foul stench, and the contents were utterly disgusting.
This wasn’t a bag for treasures—it was a trap for those trying to steal from Chu Feng.
Failing to find the treasure and being mocked by Chu Feng in this way, the two leaders grew even more furious.
They were so angry they wanted to tear Chu Feng apart.
“Still playing tough?”
“Fine, let’s see how long you can keep that up.”
In his rage, the Nine-Star Heavenly Mountain Leader took out six more Nine-Star Corpse-Devouring Insects.
“Are you insane?”
Even the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect Leader was alarmed, his face changing as he tried to stop him.
His concern wasn’t the cruelty.
If it meant making Chu Feng talk, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill him.
In fact, he had no intention of letting Chu Feng leave alive. Once the treasure was handed over, he’d eliminate him to avoid future trouble.
He knew well that a genius like Chu Feng couldn’t be left alive.
But Chu Feng hadn’t revealed the treasure yet. Killing him now would be a massive loss.
Three insects were already the limit for most. Adding six more could truly be fatal.
“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”
“This little beast is tough. He won’t die, but… once these six go in, he’ll be begging me to let him die.”
As he spoke, the Nine-Star Heavenly Mountain Leader stuffed the six insects into Chu Feng’s body.
Argh—
As expected, with six more insects inside, Chu Feng’s screams changed.
People assumed the insects’ venom was so potent it altered his voice.
But when Zhao Hong heard it, her expression shifted dramatically.
Her body was pierced by dozens of strange rods, each inflicting varying degrees of harm.
Though she didn’t scream like Chu Feng or the Sacred Cave Saints, the torment Bloodmist Heavenly Exalted inflicted on her and Han Xiu was no less severe.
Under his torture, Zhao Hong was so weak she could barely keep her eyes open, teetering on the edge of unconsciousness, feeling as if she’d fallen into an endless abyss, surrounded by unending pain, awaiting death.
But now, she not only opened her eyes but stared at Chu Feng, her entire demeanor transformed.
Her reaction startled even Bloodmist Heavenly Exalted.
It defied reason.
He thought his torture had no effect on her.
Only Zhao Hong knew why she reacted this way.
Chu Feng’s voice had changed, but it was because, under the insects’ torment, his consciousness was collapsing. He could no longer mask his voice.
Thus, his screams now carried his true voice.
Others didn’t notice, but Zhao Hong recognized it. She knew Chu Feng’s voice.
“So it’s you!!!”
Staring at Chu Feng, tears welled in her red eyes.
Despite Bloodmist Heavenly Exalted’s cruel torture, she hadn’t shed a tear.
But now, she couldn’t hold back. Tears streamed from her eyes.
She finally understood why this “Xiu Luo” had stepped forward so boldly.
Realizing everything, her body trembled—not from her injuries, but from something else.
Because something profound was happening within her.
Despite her severe wounds, she seemed to forget the pain. Her gaze turned terrifying, her expression icy.
Even Zhao Hong, who had been lying in mid-air, slowly rose.
“This girl…”
“Could she…”
Seeing her like this, Bloodmist Heavenly Exalted’s expression shifted. He seemed to realize something, and fear crept into his eyes.
Even he, startled, took several steps back.
“I’ll make you all die!!!”
Suddenly, Zhao Hong let out a furious roar.
Her voice, filled with boundless killing intent, swept through the heavens and earth.
