Riiip~!
A crisp tearing sound rang out. By now, the Shadow Devil Clan's purple blood had long stained the originally fair, jade-like hands of the succubus Ning Yue!
She planted the bloodied, razor-sharp devil sword beside her and spread open the freshly flayed skin, still carrying a trace of warmth!
At her feet, Ying Ye's entire body streamed with purple blood. Having been skinned alive from beginning to end, his eyes remained wide open, bloodshot veins webbing across his eyeballs!
Even if Ying Ye was still alive, Ning Yue had tortured him into a state of complete mental collapse!
His heart was now filled with boundless regret. He regretted why he had insisted on waiting until her succubus body had fully matured before thinking of refining her!
At the same time, he regretted why, when he had tried to capture Ning Yue last time, he had held back at every turn, allowing her to escape into the Devil-Burial Deadland and obtain such a heaven-defying opportunity!
If he had acted more decisively back then, abandoned those thoughts of toying with her, and crippled all four of her limbs and sealed her cultivation the moment they met!
Perhaps he would not have ended up like this today—defeated and humiliated head-on by her, his cultivation utterly crippled, his skin flayed alive by her own hands as he endured such hellish agony!
With a single breath still clinging to life, Ying Ye had deliberately been left alive by the succubus Ning Yue. At last, he could no longer hold back the tears of regret and resentment streaming down his face!
"Hmm~? Oh~! Young Master Ying is actually crying? No way? No way?"
"Giggle, giggle, giggle~! Let this little woman guess—Young Master Ying must be in excruciating pain and drowning in regret right now, yes?"