"That boy's awake!"
A low voice rang out, and Qin Feng slowly came to.
He found himself in a dark, damp cell. A few oil lamps flickered weakly, and the air was tainted with a strange mixture of dirt, rust, and sweat.
"Hm!?"
Qin Feng came fully awake at once and tried to move his hands and feet.
Clink, clank...
The sound of chains scraping broke the silence in the cell.
His hands and feet were bound in chains, and he couldn't muster the slightest strength. It was obvious that his mid-stage Earth Immortal cultivation had been sealed. His ancestral demonic sword had also been tossed carelessly into a corner.
"Ah, help me..."
Groans of pain and shrill screams came from deep within the cell. Even from far away, he could feel their fear and despair.
"The boy's awake. Time to get to work!"
Two burly brutes grinned nastily and began fiddling with the various torture implements on the table.
"What is this place!?"
Qin Feng never forgot an actor's professional discipline. He glared at them and demanded, "Where did you take my senior brother and senior sister!?"
"Even now, you're still thinking about other people? You'd better worry about yourself first!"
One brute gave a sinister smile, raised a whip, and brought it down.
Crack!!
The whip lashed Qin Feng hard, its sharp report ringing through the cell.
His clothes tore open, and blood immediately welled up, staining the fabric red.
"Ugh..."
Qin Feng gritted his teeth and made no sound, but his bound hands clenched tight.
It hurt!!
It hurt so much!!
The pain wounded his flesh and pierced his soul!
Even though he had broken through to Earth Immortal and forged an immortal body, he still couldn't withstand the pain this whip inflicted.
"Are you talking or