Torture

  A huge skeleton quietly lies across the vast square. The bones are neatly arranged, as if a real dragon is overlooking the world of humans, its posture natural, majestic and sacred, as if it were alive. The white skeleton has not changed color due to hundreds of millions of years of time, but instead becomes more crystal clear.

  She seemed to have seen a real divine beast hundreds of millions of years ago, lying on this square, quietly watching the humans below. Its posture was leisurely, receiving human worship and reverence, every move exuding the sacred majesty of the divine beast. Until now, its momentum still surpasses that of humans.

  Mo Tian Ge slowly walked closer, looking up at the skeleton of this ancient divine dragon.

  The aura still exists, and the spiritual energy also remains. Sacred and grand, like the divine dragon's breath outside, but even stronger, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

  But why, Ren Yu Feng would become like that? Such a divine dragon's breath should not trigger the effect of demonic possession. But apart from demonic possession, how else can one explain Ren Yu Feng's appearance? Could it be... he simply used the wrong method?

  Not yet thinking of a reason, Mo Tian Ge had already keenly sensed that outside there was a... murderous aura approaching. Under the pressure of this dragon's breath, she couldn't spread out her divine sense, but this murderous aura didn't need to be sensed by her divine sense, it clearly transmitted over.

  As soon as she realized it, she immediately pressed her brow and activated the Void Sky Realm, hiding inside.

  This evil spirit does not think of a second person, it must be let go with the wind without doubt.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, not long after, a person flew in from the entrance, it was Ren Yu Feng, he had two people in his hands, one was Qiu Zhi Ming, and the other was Xia Hou Yuan.

  Seeing this scene, Mo Tian Ge's heart relaxed a bit. Without Jiang Shang Hang, it was possible that he had really escaped.

  Yu Tian Jing Wai's head outside, Ren Yu Feng grabbed these two people and threw them to the ground, coldly humming: "Want to run? Hum!"

  He fell heavily, Qiu Zhiming and Xia Houyuan were suddenly thrown to the ground, both of them let out a miserable cry. Judging from this momentum, Mo Tian Ge guessed that Ren Yu Feng had at least reached the Dan Yuan stage in his cultivation.

  Mo Tian Ge frowned, looking at this scene outside.

  "Big Brother Ren!" Xia Houyuan scrambled to his feet, seeing the murderous look on Ren and Feng's faces, and begged first. "Big Brother Ren, we're from the same sect after all, and our masters have a good relationship too, so please spare my life for the sake of our past friendship!"

  Ren Yu's face, shrouded in a dark and gloomy aura, glared at her with a scornful smile: "Let you off? Xiahou Yuan, have you forgotten how you once ridiculed me? You relied on the Xiahou family's status in the Zhengfa Sect to secretly mock me in front of Ai Yan, saying that I had no hope of advancing in rank at my age. Don't you remember? I remember it clearly!"

  "Y... " Xiahou Yuan was stunned, then panicked, "You... heard..."

  Ren Yu and Feng are still considered late-stage foundation-building cultivators, and on the surface, their identities are still higher than their own. Xia Houyuan would never say such things to his face, but at this moment, he was shocked, not expecting that the gossip he had shared with his sister would be overheard by the master himself, and even worse, he would have to pay for it.

  Ren smiled with a fierce grin, his originally pale face shrouded in dark energy, making his smile even more terrifying: "Before, you were a member of the Xiahou family, and I couldn't do anything to you, so I had to swallow this anger. But now!" He raised one hand, and a ball of dark energy appeared in his palm, which lightly fluttered out under Xiahou Yuan's terrified gaze.

  It's just so light and airy, without any strength at all. As soon as Xiahou Yuan came into contact with these black auras, he suddenly let out a mournful cry of "Ah——", the despair in his voice was so intense that even Mo Tian Ge couldn't help but feel his heart tremble today.

  Xiahou Yuan was completely surrounded by the dark energy, and from within it came continuous mournful cries. The pain and suffering conveyed were unbearable to listen to. At the same time, Xiahou Yuan seemed unable to withstand the pain and began rolling around on the ground.

  This is the sea under the water, she has a layer of waterproof boundary because she ate bubble fruit, at this time being surrounded by black gas, that boundary also slowly disappears. Mo Tian Ge saw her lose the boundary, the whole person sank into the seawater, eyes, ears, mouth and nose were all wet with seawater, only a little skin came out, was covered by black gas again, face showed unbearable pain.

  Mo Tian Ge slightly furrowed his brow. A cultivator's tolerance for pain was far greater than that of an ordinary person, and it was impossible for him to reveal such a painful expression. What kind of cruel thing was this? What mysterious mechanism did this black energy possess that could cause a cultivator so much suffering?

  Seeing Xiahou Yuan's painful expression, Qiu Zhiming was already stunned, while Ren Feng actually revealed a pleased expression, savoring the aftertaste with relish.

  Xiahou Yuan gritted his teeth and endured. He let out a loud shout, but his voice was hoarse from screaming, and he couldn't even muster the strength to cry out in agony. His ears and nose were plugged with seawater, and his face turned purple as he unconsciously grabbed at his own throat, struggling in pain.

  After a long while, he seemed to have appreciated enough and slowly withdrew his dark energy. A smile appeared on his face as he looked at her with a pitiful expression: "You say, why did you have to do this? If only you had said one less sentence back then, things wouldn't be like this today..."

  Without the cover of dark energy, Xiahou Yuan emerged. She had lost her waterproof seal and was soaked in water. Although she wouldn't drown, her injuries would only worsen under these conditions. This Xiahou Yuan must be a young lady from a wealthy family, never having suffered hardship before; after being tossed about like this, she was now half-dead.

  Mo Tian Ge frowned as she watched the scene unfold. Ren Yu Feng was so ruthless, pursuing pleasure in tormenting others like a sick habit. She could almost be certain that these two people wouldn't survive. Although she was hiding in the Void Sky Realm and wouldn't let Ren Yu Feng discover her, what if he absorbed this so-called Dragon's Breath and gained abilities she couldn't understand? Judging from Ren Yu Feng's current behavior, he definitely wouldn't let her off easy.

  What's going on with Feng? With his foundation-building period cultivation, he is a disciple of the Dan-Forming Master, and even the treatment of the Orthodox Sect by Jiang Shang is very satisfactory. Why does he have such resentment?

  After finishing with Xia Houyuan, Ren Yu turned to Qiu Zhiming again. He expressionlessly fixed his gaze on Qiu Zhiming, who went pale and then red, then red and then pale again.

  Based on what I just saw, Qiu Zhiming has a violent temper and is somewhat straightforward. He's willing to take the injured Yu Xiaoran with him as he runs, even if it slows him down. And yet, he hates Ren Yu and Feng's behavior so much. But what will he do in the end? Mo Tian Ge really can't guess.

  Ren suddenly took a step forward, his footsteps slow but powerful, even more terrifying because of the slowness. He seemed to be savoring the fear he inspired in others, each deliberate step landing with precision.

  Qiu Zhiming became increasingly fearful, his face turned whiter, his hands trembled, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead. Mo Tian Ge noticed that his breathing was no longer smooth, his nostrils flared rapidly but weakly.

  Just as Ren Yu was about to reach him, he suddenly went weak in the knees and knelt down. His face scrunched up, tears and snot streaming down as he trembled and said: "Ren Shixiong, Ren Shixiong, I didn't wrong you, spare me..."

  Ren stood still in front of the wind station, looking down at him from a high place.

  He didn't say a word, just coldly staring at Qiu Zhiming, who was crying so hard in front of him that his face was all scrunched up and he couldn't even catch his breath.

  It's easy to be arrogant without the threat of death, and one can easily put on an arrogant pose, placing oneself in a purely clean position. However, before life, it's also very easy to put down this arrogance, almost without any need for fermentation. Naturally, lower your proud head, kneel down with straight knees.

  Mo Tian Ge let out a soft sigh. She knew that it wasn't actually Qiu Zhi Ming's fault, he was willing to take the injured Yu Xiao Ran and escape, which already showed that this person's heart wasn't bad. But before death, who could harden their bones without any hesitation? Mo Tian Ge thought that she also needed to consider the situation carefully before making a choice.

  For those who cultivate immortality, life is too important. What is the purpose of cultivating immortality? Of course, it's to live forever. Since it's about living forever, then life takes the top priority, and nothing else, including emotions, interests, or even dignity, can compete with it for the position of "most important".

  Ren seemed very satisfied, he slightly curled up the corners of his mouth, letting out a seemingly mocking and pleased smile, then his gaze turned cold.

  "Qiu Zhiming, you're fine in every way, except that you're too arrogant. You really haven't offended me, so I won't torment you."

  Upon hearing this, Qiu Zhiming relaxed immediately and repeatedly said: "Thank you Shifu Ren, thank you Shifu Ren!"

  "Don't be too happy yet." Ren Yu Feng's gaze turned to him again, with a chill, "I just wanted to say that I can make your death a little more comfortable!"

  Qiu Zhiming's face stiffened.

  Seeing Qiu Zhiming's expression at this moment, Ren Yu Feng couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Don't worry, you and I are both ordinary people without any background, I won't torture you, I'll make you feel no pain in death."

  Qiu Zhiming's eyes finally moved, his eyes widened in an instant, his mouth pursed tightly, and his eyebrows furrowed in anger. As if he had just learned that he couldn't escape after all, he became furious, stood up abruptly, and pointed at Ren Yu Feng: "Ren Shixiong, you——"

  "What's wrong with me?" Ren stopped smiling and looked at him disdainfully. "You're already kneeling, do you still want to lecture me?"

  Qiu Zhiming's face turned purple, and he stopped for a moment before shouting angrily: "Ren Shixiong, you've already reached the late stage of foundation building and have a chance to form your dan, why are you doing this? You're the one with the highest status among us, is it just because of Xiahou Shimei's few careless words?"

  "What nonsense?" Ren's face suddenly twisted into a mocking expression, and then his face turned fierce, "I've had enough of this nonsense! What do you think I've paid for and what have I gained? Since entering the Orthodox Sect, I've been working hard to cultivate myself, trying to get along with others. My qualifications may not be high, but I dare say that I'm more diligent than all the other disciples!"

  He began to breathe rapidly, pacing back and forth in front of Qiu Zhiming, his face filled with indignation: "I entered the Orthodox Sect at the age of 10, diligently cultivating day and night, and finally succeeded in building my foundation at the age of 40. I thought that after building my foundation, I would have a master who would accept me as a disciple, and my future would be bright, with no one daring to look down on me again. But, but..." His voice grew louder, "On the surface, they didn't say anything, but as I got older, not a single person looked up to me! They said I had ordinary qualifications and would definitely not be able to form a dan! Although I advanced to the middle stage and then to the later stage, they still believed this! By the time I reached the later stage, my cultivation finally stagnated, and they were triumphant, satisfied, watching me cultivate fruitlessly every day and night. In the end, even my most respected master gave up on me!"

  After saying this, Ren Yu Feng's voice became softer, but it carried a hint of despair: "I'm not young anymore, I'm already three hundred years old, if I don't achieve the Golden Elixir now, I'll never have another chance!"