"Speak. Did you abduct the Young Valley Master of Phantom Sound Valley?"
Bai Wujiu pressed his Sword Fingers against the black-clad man's head. At such close range, he was absolutely confident he could kill him before he escaped the space.
The black-clad man's savage expression stiffened. He glanced at Bai Wujiu, his eyes carrying a trace of confusion. "Uh... uh..."
He let out several muffled grunts and whimpers, but gave no clear verbal response.
Bai Wujiu's face darkened.
Zhuge Jianxing said, "From the looks of it, one of this man's Soul Meridians has been crippled. He can no longer speak."
"Uh, uh!"
The man in black nodded in agreement, confirming Zhuge Jianxing's words.
Bai Wujiu's face immediately turned black. After all that, they had caught a Death Warrior who could not respond. What could they possibly interrogate from him?
"Can you write?"
Still unwilling to give up, Bai Wujiu asked again.
The black-clad man shook his head, continuing to make those grunting sounds.
An elder of the Heavenly Wolf Sect laughed teasingly. "If you truly want to pry any information from someone like this, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until he gets out and personally use the Soul Searching Technique on him."
The elder of the Five Emperors Sect smiled knowingly and chimed in, "But if this man is a Death Warrior, I'm afraid he will never give anyone the chance to search his soul!"
Bai Wujiu had initially thought the two had changed their ways and were helping to offer suggestions.
But when he sensed the black-clad man's Soul Power suddenly surge beneath his fingers and become incomparably chaotic, he instantly realized something was wrong.
"You—"
Before he could voice his accusation, the black-clad man's life soul cracked apart layer by layer. Like a shattered statue, it turned