Soul-Splitting Blade

"Wu Sheng, the evidence is conclusive that you cultivate the Corpse Dao Secret Method. Do you have anything else to say?" Leng Tianlu asked.

Song Wen said, "I have nothing to say, but could you allow me to use Message Jade Slip to inform a friend?"

Leng Tianlu scoffed.

"What, trying to find someone to plead for you? I advise you not to waste your time; it won't do you any good. The prohibition against cultivating all demonic Cultivation Method is a rule set by the founding patriarch. No one in the sect is allowed to violate it."

Leng Tianlu had the air of an iron-faced judge, impartial and strict.

Song Wen took out Rong Jingyun's Message Jade Slip.

He conveyed the message that the corpse energy and life energy on the Man-Snake body were showing signs of merging, and that the Man-Snake had been stolen.

"Guards, take Wu Sheng back to the Law Enforcement Hall."

Two Late Qi Refinement cultivators approached Song Wen, one on his left and one on his right, ready to capture Song Wen.

"No need, I can walk by myself."

Song Wen's face was contorted in pain, as if he were enduring immense physical agony, as he struggled to his feet.

Leng Tianlu glanced at Song Wen and said coldly.

"Walk!"

Upon reaching the outside of the cave abode, Song Wen could no longer fly on his sword. He crushed a Flying Talisman and followed behind Leng Tianlu, slowly heading towards the Law Enforcement Hall.

Soon, Song Wen was taken deep into the Law Enforcement Hall and locked in a large prison cell. He was also bound with a chain by Leng Tianlu and could hardly move.

"Wu Sheng, I just retrieved your file. You were originally a Rogue Cultivator, and only joined the Beast Taming Sect four years ago. You must have obtained the Corpse Path Secret Method you cultivate before joining the sect, right?"

"Speak! Why did you go to such lengths to join the sect? Are you a spy sent by the demonic path?"

Leng Tianlu interrogated him with a cold and stern voice.

Despite being bound, Song Wen showed no fear on his face and appeared completely unconcerned.

"Elder Leng, you have no right to inquire about the Corpse Dao Secret Art. I am more curious about who reported me for privately Alchemy."

Seeing that Song Wen was about to die, yet still dared to despise him, Leng Tianlu was furious.

"Wu Sheng, you're forcing me to torture you."

He raised his hand and waved it, and dozens of instruments of torture, gleaming with a chilling light, appeared before him.

Leng Tianlu was among them, and he drew out a foot-long curved blade.

"This blade is called the Soul-Splitting Blade. It is the most precious one in this set of torture instruments. It is a top-grade Spirit Artifact, containing a wisp of Spirit-Devouring True Flame, which has the effect of harming a person's soul."

"The physical pain after a single cut is secondary; what is most despairing is that the Spirit-Devouring True Flame will invade the soul, scorching it and causing unbearable agony."

As he spoke, Leng Tianlu plunged a knife into Song Wen's collarbone.

Song Wen's face was contorted with rage, and the veins on his forehead bulged like writhing earthworms.

"Ah!"

Song Wen gritted his teeth and let out a low growl.

The burning sensation emanating from his soul caused him immense pain.

But it's still within his tolerance level.

He repeatedly split his soul to create Death-Substitute Puppet.

Their tolerance for spiritual pain is much higher than that of ordinary people.

"It seems you're quite resilient; you can even endure the pain of spiritual fire burning your soul. Those early Foundation Establishment cultivators who were injured by the Soul-Splitting Blade in the past were all in excruciating pain, begging for mercy."

Leng Tianlu drew his Soul-Splitting Blade, a bloodthirsty smile creeping across his face.

He lightly ran his fingers across the blade, picking up some scarlet blood, and brought it to his mouth.

Leng Tianlu licked the blood off his fingers, his expression becoming twisted and crazed.

"I like your stubbornness; it lets me torment you a little longer..."

Before Leng Tianlu could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed to one of surprise.

He suddenly felt a sharp, stinging pain on the tip of his tongue, as if countless steel needles were piercing it.

"How could there be poison in your blood!"

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey..."

Leng Tianlu spat out several mouthfuls of saliva, trying to expel the remaining poisonous blood from his mouth.

At the same time, he hurriedly circulated his Law Power to expel the toxins from his body.

The amount of poison he ingested wasn't much, and besides, he was a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator, so this amount of poison wouldn't harm him.

He expelled the toxins in no time, but his tongue still burned with pain.

Leng Tianlu's face was sinister. He gripped the knife in his right hand, preparing to plunge the Soul-Splitting Blade into Song Wen's body once more.

"You'll regret this," Song Wen said coldly.

"Hmph, a prisoner like you dares to threaten me," Leng Tianlu sneered.

As he spoke, he thrust the Soul-Splitting Blade at Song Wen once more.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out.

Rong Jingyun's figure appeared in the prison.

Behind her followed Zhou Siyi, as well as two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Law Enforcement Hall.

Upon hearing this, Leng Tianlu turned to look at Rong Jingyun.

"Elder Rong, you are an elder of Pill Peak, why are you forcibly breaking into my Law Enforcement Hall prison?"

Rong Jingyun glanced at Song Wen, and only after confirming that Song Wen was alright did she reply.

"Wu Sheng is an elder of my Pill Peak. Your Law Enforcement Hall must have a reason for arresting him, right?"

Leng Tianlu said, "Hmph! When we, the Law Enforcement Hall, arrest someone, do we have to report to you, Rong Jingyun?"

After speaking, his gaze fell upon the two Law Enforcement Hall cultivators beside Rong Jingyun.

"What are you all doing? Why did you let outsiders into the prison?"

Faced with Leng Tianlu's questioning, the two Law Enforcement Hall cultivators hesitated, and one of them said...

"Elder Leng, Elder Rong has a summons Jade Slip. She is a guardian elder, and we dare not stop her."

The status of the Guardian Elder in the Beast Taming Sect is second only to that of Golden Core expert. Except for some forbidden areas of the sect, the Guardian Elder can freely enter and exit.

"Elder of the Pavilion!"

Leng Tianlu looked at Rong Jingyun with a hint of apprehension.

"Even if you are a senior elder, you have no right to interfere in the affairs of the Law Enforcement Hall."

He pointed at Song Wen with one finger and continued.

"Besides, this person is a spy from the demonic path. Even if I kill him on the spot, you have no right to interfere."

Upon hearing this, Rong Jingyun looked at Song Wen with a hint of doubt.

Song Wen's displayed talent for corpse refining was indeed somewhat unbelievable.

"Could it be that the Law Enforcement Hall possesses evidence of Wu Sheng's collusion with the demonic path?"

The thought flashed through Rong Jingyun's mind.

Standing behind Rong Jingyun, Zhou Siyi didn't think as much as Rong Jingyun. After hearing Leng Tianlu's words, she was very angry and retorted loudly.

"This is a trumped-up charge! What evidence do you have to prove that Junior Brother Wu is a spy for the demonic path?"

Leng Tianlu laughed.

"Evidence? His cave abode still retains a large amount of Corpse-Baleful Qi, and he's only been a member of the sect for four years. What else could he be but a spy for the demonic path!"

Zhou Siyi's face was full of anger.

"Just because there's corpse energy in Junior Brother Wu's cave abode, you're calling him a spy!"

"Then I also have the Corpse-Baleful Qi on me, does that mean I'm also a spy for the demonic path?"

As she spoke, she withdrew the spiritual power that had been activating the Righteous Qi Mirror.

Instantly, a dense Corpse-Baleful Qi emanated from her body.