Great Gains!

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When Huan Qianqian's Primordial Spirit was forcibly awakened from unconsciousness by external means, she let out a groan and opened her eyes, only to be scared half to death by the sight before her.

On the ruins of Demon City, where the cold wind howled bleakly, a dozen or so men, old and young alike, surrounded her in the center. Ten pairs of eyes stared at her without blinking, cold glints flashing in every gaze, brimming with malice.

Swept by those malicious gazes, countless goosebumps rose across her bare body. She trembled all over and curled herself into a ball.

If an unrelated person had come upon this scene, anyone with even a shred of righteousness would surely have been unable to resist stepping forward to "uphold justice" and perform a righteous deed.

But this place had just undergone a great battle. Other than Zhou Yang and the other Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, what cultivator who valued his life would dare come near?

And what scene had these ten Nascent Soul Stage cultivators not witnessed before? Although the witch Huan Qianqian possessed peerless beauty, and her current trembling appearance was pitiful enough to stir compassion in anyone who saw her, she could not evoke the slightest trace of sympathy from them.

Nie Yushuang directly knitted his brows and coldly rebuked her, "Shameless wretch, put away those petty tricks of yours. If you know what is good for you, honestly explain everything you know. We may then permit you to undergo Liberation by Violence on your own. But if you refuse to recognize what is good for you, this old man has ways to make you unable to live or die!"

"What am I supposed to explain? What do you want me to explain? I don't know what you mean!"