Black Dragon Hermit slumped amid the ruins, his face weak and exhausted. Every bone in his body felt as though it had been taken apart, leaving him barely enough strength to lift a hand.
He raised his head with difficulty and glanced toward the five-story tower standing in the center of the fortress. His voice was hoarse as he slowly nodded in agreement. "You are right, my lord. There is indeed a secret chamber here... directly beneath that tower."
His expression still bore the lingering terror of the torture Lei Lie had just inflicted on him.
That heart-piercing, bone-deep agony clung to his mind like maggots burrowing into bone.
Above all, the terrifying pressure of Lei Lie, a Core-Realm Expert, left him afraid even to think of resisting. He could only obey meekly.
As a member of the Demon Cult, he had once prided himself on his unwavering loyalty to the Sacred Cult, intending to guard its secrets to the death without uttering a single word.
But Lei Lie's methods were far too vicious. That torment, which denied him both life and death, had shattered his mental defenses, leaving him no choice but to confess the truth.
Hearing this, Yang Jing turned to Lei Lie beside him and cupped his hands. "Peak Master Lei, now that we know where the secret chamber is, shall we head to the tower and investigate at once?"
Lei Lie swept his gaze over the towering five-story building. A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes as he nodded and answered gravely, "Good. Let's go!"
Yang Jing then looked back at Black Dragon Hermit, who lay slumped on the ground, and instructed calmly, "You, lead the way."
Black Dragon Hermit forced out a bitter smile uglier than a grimace of tears. "My lords, I... I truly