Without getting an answer after a long while, Ling Yun did not have that kind of good patience.
"Die!"
With a backhanded slap, he killed dozens of Feather Demon Hall disciples. Thick blood hung heavy in the air, and he did not even blink his eyes.
"Will you talk or not?"
Ling Yun pointed at the Feather Demon Hall Great Elder. The latter was covered in cold sweat, his lips turned white, and his body swayed precariously. How weak he was in front of the mighty King of Hell.
"Old man... old man doesn't understand what Lord King of Hell is saying. Don't ask me, don't ask me."
It was not that he did not want to talk, but whether he talked or not meant death. Back then, it was the Feather Demon Hall Old Ancestor who had betrayed the Yao Lian and King of Hell's daughter.
At this moment, Ling Yun took a step forward, his cold gaze fixed on the Feather Demon Hall Great Elder. Then, a beam of light burst from his fingertips, shooting straight toward the Great Elder to blast him to death, filling the latter's eyes with terror.
The beam blasted out, and a terrifying pressure directly filled the entire scene, instantly causing the expressions of everyone from the Feather Demon Hall to change drastically as quite a few dropped to their knees.
Swish!
The next second, in less than a second, as if in the blink of an eye, a terrifying roar rang out.
A bloody hole had opened between the eyebrows of the Feather Demon Hall Great Elder, and he was already a corpse. The latter slowly fell, stunning everyone.
In their eyes, the immensely powerful Feather Demon Hall Great Elder had died just like that, completely powerless to resist.
This was the