As for Pei Chang and Fenglei Bao...
One charged ahead mindlessly, while the other was not Pei Kuang's direct bloodline, so Sikong Jing did not interrogate them.
What they knew was certainly nowhere near as much as Pei Yupo.
Hearing Sikong Jing's incomparably cold words, Pei Yupo's expression shifted wildly again. But he immediately said, "I want to live. Only if I'm alive can I tell you. Otherwise, no chance..."
By now, he could not be bothered with what Sikong Jing wanted. He simply insisted that he would speak only if he was allowed to live.
In response, Sikong Jing slowly raised his hand. "You will speak."
As his words fell, the power of his spiritual shadow had already condensed in his hand.
He was preparing to crush Pei Yupo's will. Without another word, Sikong Jing made his move. Yet what happened next took him somewhat by surprise—Pei Yupo's bones were remarkably hard.
Even as his spiritual shadow was savagely tormented, Pei Yupo persisted. "I won't say anything unless you let me live."
"Otherwise, even if I die, I won't let you have your way. You are the obsession in my heart. I will never let you succeed."
Just as he said, Sikong Jing had become an obsession in his heart.
Whenever Sikong Jing felt pleased, he suffered beyond measure—more painfully than even having his spiritual shadow tortured. Thus, he had actually endured it through sheer force of will.
Moreover, Pei Yupo knew full well that only by fiercely guarding what Sikong Jing wanted to know could he have a chance at surviving.
This naturally gave Sikong Jing a headache. He would likely have to think of another method...
Just as Sikong Jing was preparing to switch tactics, his gaze suddenly turned toward Willow Leaf City beyond the window. A