Jin Huanyue was very patient. He seemed to relish the thrill of tormenting people as well.
He had plenty of tricks up his sleeve. Zhou Heng absolutely believed what he had said before: he had tortured someone for three days, until that person not only handed over what he wanted, but begged only for death!
If Zhou Heng had not still held hope in his heart, still clung to such powerful obsession, he might have felt the same way—death would be better than this!
He kept the Spiritual Power he had recovered contained within his Dantian. With the Black Sword suppressing it, at least the Star King would not be able to see through him! He was building up strength. Since his limbs had been crippled, the instant he erupted, he first had to restore movement to his hands and feet.
If he did that, Jin Huanyue would be prepared!
It had to be said that this man was indeed exceedingly cautious. Even when facing a Bright Immortal like Zhou Heng, he did not let down his guard in the slightest. Of course, perhaps this was also a safety measure he had adopted after seeing Zhou Heng kill a Star King.
"Junior Brother Zhou, I was only a Bright Immortal before, but now that I've become a Star King, not only has my strength greatly increased, my control over it has become much finer as well. I'm confident that in three hours, I can make you submit, while that unlucky fellow from before held out for three days!" Jin Huanyue said with a cold sneer.
Zhou Heng said nothing, merely letting out two miserable cries as though he were in unbearable pain.
In truth, he really was in pain. He was not made of stone, after all. But he had