This was the most excruciating torture in the mortal world.
If it had been pain, he could have gritted his teeth and endured it. But it was an itch, and he couldn't move or scratch it.
What could he do?
More importantly, Qin Feng couldn't even pass out. All he could do was endure it, fully conscious.
If he'd still been able to scream, the whole mountain range would probably have heard him.
The torment went on for more than half a day.
Qin Feng could feel his will growing hazy.
He really couldn't hold on any longer.
At last, the unbearable itch all over his body vanished.
Qin Feng's vision went black, and he suddenly passed out.
By this time, the Witch and Demon Races had already met for the first time.
As Eastern Emperor Taiyi had said last time, he was bringing Di Jun to visit the Witch Race.
And now, they had indeed come.
Only three people had come from the Demon Race, including the Eastern Emperor. The third was his only surviving younger son.
Many more had come from the Witch Race. Hou Yi, Xing Tian, and the others were there, and even the severely weakened Kuafu had come.
Clearly, they had no trust in the Demon Race at all.
They were afraid the demons might try something underhanded at this critical moment.
That would make things very unpleasant.
"Hou Yi, Kuafu, you owe me an explanation."
As soon as the Eastern Emperor arrived, he fixed his gaze on Hou Yi and Kuafu.
Clearly, he'd learned what had happened that day from his youngest son's account.
Hou Yi had been the one behind the ghostly flames; Kuafu had merely been caught up in it.
If the Eastern Emperor's last son hadn't merged the power of his nine older brothers, Kuafu would probably have chased him down and killed him, too.
"Hmph. You want us to explain ourselves? Then why didn't you keep your sons in check?"
"Do you know how much suffering they caused the people of the mortal world during that time? And if you'd gone to torment someone else, fine—but you even came to the territory of the Witch Race."
Hou Yi snorted, not giving the Eastern Emperor an inch of respect.
There was almost no chance of reconciliation between their two sides, so there was no need to show the other side any courtesy.
War would break out before long. Who cared about saving face? As if showing the other side respect could prevent a war.
Of course, that was impossible.
"Very well. In that case, let me see how strong you are."
The Eastern Emperor said no more. A flash of light flickered in his hand, and a great bell shrouded in chaos appeared.
This was his life-bound treasure, which he called the Eastern Emperor Bell. It was also the Chaos Bell of old.
Though Eastern Emperor Taiyi couldn't unleash its full power, he could still draw out far more of it than anyone else. That was the difference in the treasure's very nature.
Hou Yi, of course, wasn't afraid of Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
Light flashed in his hand, and a pale golden divine bow appeared.
This, too, was Hou Yi's life-bound treasure. He had gathered countless materials over many years to forge it.
Just as the two were about to fight, Di Jun spoke up.
"Wait, Eastern Emperor. Didn't you say we were only coming here to talk today? If the two of you really fight, it probably won't be over anytime soon."
"Can either of you bear the consequences, whatever they may be?"
Di Jun was in a very bad mood.
He could understand how the Eastern Emperor felt, having lost nine of his ten sons, with the last one nearly killed as well.
But this concerned the fate of the coming war between the Witch and Demon Races, so he had to be cautious.
Even if it meant offending the Eastern Emperor at this moment, he had no choice.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi snorted.
"Fine. Then let my son fight Kuafu. Their grudge hasn't been settled, and I want an explanation today."
The representatives of the Witch and Demon Races fell silent at his words.
Even Hou Yi and Kuafu said nothing.
Soon, a giant golden bird wreathed in Sun Fire flew over.
This was the Golden Crow, whose Sun Fire had been fused into him with the Eastern Emperor's help.
In other words, he was the Eastern Emperor's last son.
As soon as he appeared, the air grew scorching. It was as if even the moisture in the air had evaporated.
Kuafu's expression turned grave.
He had chased the Eastern Emperor's tenth son before. Back then, he had been forced to turn back by the heat alone.
Kuafu still hadn't fully recovered. He had only half his strength from his prime.
Under ordinary circumstances, he would have been absolutely confident he could defeat—or even kill—the Eastern Emperor's tenth son.
But now, the Eastern Emperor's tenth son had fused with the Sun Fire.
If they fought now, Kuafu would truly be in danger.
But if he backed down, wouldn't he bring shame on the Witch Race?
Forget fighting the Eastern Emperor—if he couldn't even beat the Eastern Emperor's tenth son, how could he face the Eastern Emperor?
Kuafu's expression darkened slightly. Then he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.
A flash of light flickered in his hand, and he swallowed something.
His aura surged at once.
This was a treasured resource Kuafu had saved as a trump card. It could quickly restore his strength to around eighty percent of its peak.
Treasures of this level were incredibly rare.
They were almost impossible to come by. Only the Witch Race, with its inheritance from ancient times, had managed to preserve some.
Even the Demon Race's Heavenly Court probably had no treasures of this level.
When the Eastern Emperor saw Kuafu's power recover somewhat, his pupils contracted slightly.
But he said nothing more.
"Father, leave him to me. I might not have been his match back then, but now he has only eighty percent of his strength, and I've already fused with the Sun Fire."
"I'm practically another sun. I'll show him how foolish it is to defy Heaven."
Lu Ya, the Eastern Emperor's tenth son, spoke with utter arrogance.
His eyes were fixed on Kuafu, filled with fury and hatred.
Yesterday, Kuafu had nearly caught him and killed him.
To Lu Ya, it had felt as if he'd brushed right up against death.
At last, the two were about to fight.
The two sides seemed to understand each other without a word, moving back a distance.
They left the entire central clearing to the two combatants.
A great battle was about to begin.
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