Inside the cave dwelling.
Lin Baichuan raised a hand and took out the ball of light sealing Feng Wuya, suspending it in midair.
"Lin Baichuan, what exactly do you want? Either kill me or let me leave..."
Inside the ball of light, Feng Wuya roared with a ferocious expression.
"Forget about leaving."
Lin Baichuan chuckled. "But I can guarantee that you will die. Before you die, though, I need you to do me a favor.
Reveal your other accomplices..."
"You think I'll do as you wish?"
Feng Wuya gritted his teeth and growled, his face gradually twisting with savagery.
He eyed Lin Baichuan coldly and said in a deep voice, "Rest assured, I won't utter a single word. Aren't you very capable?
If so, why don't you investigate it yourself?"
"I knew you'd be like this, so I never planned to make you speak willingly."
Lin Baichuan sneered. He was not at all surprised by Feng Wuya's attitude, because he had realized from the very beginning that this would be the outcome.
That was why he had long since prepared a countermeasure.
Looking at Feng Wuya's ferocious face within the ball of light, he immediately pointed a finger.
Buzz...
The void trembled. Mysterious runes flashed one after another and merged into the ball of light, instantly transforming into countless blades that frantically sliced through Feng Wuya.
"Ah..."
A miserable scream rang out. Under the cutting of those innumerable blades, Feng Wuya seemed to be suffering the agony of being hacked to pieces by a thousand cuts.
This pain did not affect the flesh, but came from the divine soul, from the level of mental will and consciousness.
Even a Divine Lord-level powerhouse could not withstand such pain.
That was why Feng Wuya screamed so miserably.
At the same time, as