At this moment, Fu Lun slowly raised a finger...
"Lord Emperor, give me half a day..."
"No need at all. Give me just a quarter of an hour, and I'll make him obediently open his mouth."
"Men, bring out the instruments."
Clearly, this Fu Lun was one of the Golden Bright Emperor's men, an expert at torture.
Clatter, clatter...
Very quickly, his subordinates brought over one torture instrument after another. Each looked exceptionally savage and terrifying. Fu Lun chuckled darkly. "You must be wondering why, at our level, we still need torture instruments, right?"
"Because it's my hobby. I enjoy inventing torture instruments to make stubborn-mouthed people break down."
"Like this one..."
Fu Lun took out an object hung with a hundred small blades.
He introduced it sinisterly, "This is called Hundred Blade Remnant. Once it goes in, whether it's flesh, bone, or even meridians, everything on the victim's body will be destroyed bit by bit..."
As he spoke, Fu Lun wore an exceptionally excited expression.
Before administering torture, he liked to frighten his victims first. That made it easier to pry their mouths open.
But suddenly...
He saw the prisoner lightly pat the armor on his body and slowly rise to his feet. He also saw the bloody marks on the prisoner's face heal in an instant...
Fu Lun froze.
He looked Sikong Jing up and down, then asked, "Don't tell me you want to resist?"
Smiling, Sikong Jing replied casually...
"Your Golden Bright Emperor has already entered the Eight-Tribulation Longfir Emperor's Tomb."
"If I don't resist now, then when?"
With a thud, Sikong Jing lightly stepped forward, walking toward Fu Lun, who held the torture instrument.
Clatter, clatter...
The people left aboard the Divine Cosmos Ship immediately surrounded him at the sight.
Yet Fu Lun merely sneered and