Almost There-Let's Chop Him Up!

Ye Jing felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by an indescribable chill enveloping him. The surrounding air seemed to solidify, pressing heavily on his chest, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself in a cold, damp cave. It was pitch black all around, with only a few faint rays of light in the distance barely outlining the cave's shape.

His hands and feet were tightly bound by thick iron chains, and every inch of his skin felt a tearing pain from this sudden restraint.

"Where am I? How did I get here?" Ye Jing was terrified. He tried to struggle, but found the iron chains to be cold and sturdy, and they wouldn't budge.

An ominous premonition arose within him; he realized that this must be the work of Evil God, and an unprecedented torment was about to befall him.

Was Xue Lan's later life really that tragic?

But why were they tied up here?

"Hahaha... Ye Jing, after Xue Lan slaughtered everyone in that town, he began his escape again, and during this process, he was captured by an evil organization."

"And this organization tortured him for two years."

So, enjoy yourself!

A cold, distorted voice echoed in the cave, sometimes near, sometimes far, as elusive as a ghost.

"Here, you will experience pain more terrible than death, until you completely break down and become the most perfect puppet in my hands."

Ye Jing frowned.

He glared around, trying to find the source of the sound.

The Evil God's Innate Divine Ability is truly amazing!

It allowed him to experience Xue Lan's journey so vividly.

Although it cannot harm his physical body, the mental torment it inflicts is undoubtedly immense.

Ye Jing's eyes gleamed with an indomitable light in the darkness, but that faint light was quickly swallowed up by the surrounding darkness.

He took a deep breath of the cold air, trying to calm the fear and anger in his heart, but the chilling voice seemed to have a magical power, constantly echoing in his ears and stirring his nerves.

"Hmph, don't waste your energy, Ye Jing. Here, your will is worthless." The voice rang out again, tinged with mockery and cruelty.

Suddenly, the light inside the cave brightened.

Two men wrapped in Black Robe slowly walked in.

They all exuded an eerie chill.

Ye Jing felt as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar.

"Hehe, let's get started!"

"You demon, I haven't even tried it yet! I can't wait to see him suffer!"

Two Dark Shadow emitted hoarse, cruel sounds.

Ye Jing's expression darkened slightly, but the next second, his face twisted in anger.

An invisible force began to coursing through his body, like thousands of fine needles, relentlessly piercing every inch of his skin and every cell.

"Ah--" Ye Jing couldn't help but let out a painful groan, his body trembling violently.

This force seemed to be consciously searching for the most vulnerable spots within his body, each penetration causing him excruciating pain.

He tried to resist with his willpower, but the force was too strong, as if it could see into his mind and always managed to deliver a more devastating blow when he was on the verge of collapse.

As time went by, Ye Jing's consciousness began to fade.

He felt as if his soul was being torn into countless pieces, each piece enduring endless torment. He heard his bones cracking and breaking, felt the excruciating pain of his muscles being torn apart, and could even smell his own blood.

However, this was not the most terrifying thing. What made Ye Jing most desperate was that the force began to erode his mind, infinitely amplifying the fear, despair, and pain deep within him.

He witnessed the various forms of torture Xue Lan suffered on his escape: being imprisoned in a cramped space and subjected to inhuman experiments day after day; being deprived of sleep and food, struggling only in endless pain; and the unspeakable humiliation and abuse...

All of this pain was reflected in him on a one-to-one basis.

In that deep and unfathomable cave, time seemed to lose its meaning, leaving only endless darkness and despair.

Ye Jing was like a caged beast, with no way to escape.

Inside the cave, it was cold and damp, and the air was filled with the stench of blood and decay.

A year has passed.

Ye Jing was firmly bound to the cold stone wall by thick iron chains. His limbs were twisted and deformed from being imprisoned for a long time, and the veins under his skin were bulging, as if they would burst at any moment.

His eyes were tightly closed, but even in this boundless darkness, he could feel the suffocating oppression around him.

"Xue Lan, where is your pride? Where is your courage?" A sinister voice echoed in the cave. It belonged to the leader of the villains, a demon who took pleasure in torturing people.

He slowly approached, toying with a sharp dagger in his hand, its tip gleaming coldly in the dim firelight.

"I remember you were a demon, you killed people from two whole towns!"

"Why are you so pathetic now?"

"Hahaha, I enjoy torturing people like you who think they're demons, because I'm a demon even more evil than you?"

Ye Jing did not answer, but instead used all his strength to open his heavy eyelids, his eyes filled with anger and defiance.

However, this will only lead to more cruel torture.

"It seems you still don't understand what true pain is." The leader sneered, then ordered his men to begin a new round of torture on Ye Jing.

Time turns.

The days that followed were nothing short of hell for Ye Jing, or for anyone else.

Ye Jing endured electric shocks, whippings, and branding with hot irons... each form of torture would have been enough to break a person, but Ye Jing survived.

His will was as firm as a rock; even in the most desperate moments, he never gave up the idea of survival.

But as time went by, Ye Jing suffered unprecedented physical and mental torment.

His wounds never truly healed; new wounds were always constantly covering the old ones.

His eyes gradually changed from initial anger and defiance to emptiness and numbness, as if they had lost all emotion and color.

This resilience did not last long.

After two years of torment and suffering, Ye Jing finally broke down.

His soul was swallowed by endless darkness, and only despair and numbness remained in his heart.

He no longer cared about anything in the outside world, and he no longer even looked forward to the day he would be rescued.

The more this is the case, the more fate favors him.

Just when he was about to give up, a rescue team composed of righteous people finally found the secret hideout hidden in the cave.

They engaged in a fierce battle with the villains and ultimately succeeded in rescuing Ye Jing.

When Ye Jing stood in the sunlight again, there was no joy or excitement in his eyes.