Cold sweat broke out on Saintess Xuan's forehead.
Chen Shi's words concealed a trap; if she was not careful and answered that she lied, and this truly was the Tongue-Pulling Hell, her tongue really might vanish!
She could not be certain whether this truly was the Tongue-Pulling Hell, but caution brought no misfortune.
However, could this truly be the Tongue-Pulling Hell?
"You aren't speaking. Is your stomach aching again?" Chen Shi asked with concern.
Saintess Xuan let out a muffled groan, feeling her stomach twist in pain once more.
It hurts...
She writhed in agony, curling into a ball.
This time, Chen Shi must have tested the upper limit of her physical body's achievements, landing his blow with absolute precision to beat her until she could not move while leaving her with just a breath, making her wish she were dead.
Chen Shi carried the Mysterious Mechanism Myriad Changes Furnace to her side and blew a breath toward it.
Even without being activated, this furnace was massive, standing seven feet high and nine feet wide. Once activated, it grew four to five zhang tall and five to six zhang wide.
The internal walls of the furnace possessed an extremely complex structure, formed by thousands of lens-like objects inserted diagonally into the furnace wall. The interiors of the mirrors were filled with branded talismans. When stimulated, the bright mirrors refracted the talismanic light erupting from different mirror surfaces, instantly amplifying the power of these talismans to their absolute limit. Branded into the air, they transformed into powerful talisman soldiers that flew out from the furnace!
By the time all the mirrors within the great furnace rotated around its center at an increasingly rapid speed, the number of talisman soldiers flying out from it multiplied, leaving opponents completely unable to defend, incapable