"One general's triumph leaves ten thousand bones to wither; one demon's ascension destroys ten thousand souls. That is all."
Seeing her mind completely collapse and her obsession crumble, Cheng Heng knew the time had come. He no longer continued tearing down her psychological defenses and spoke smoothly, his tone calm yet forceful, carrying an irresistible command:
"I will not torture you, interrogate you, or destroy your divine soul."
"If you truthfully reveal every stronghold arrangement, personnel structure, and every detail of the Demon Embryo incubation plan in the Southern Region Sub-Altar today, I can preserve your divine soul intact and leave you one final wisp of remnant soul to enter reincarnation, spared from the Avici Hell and the karmic flames of ten thousand ages."
"This is your only way out, and your only chance."
Dead silence lasted for three full breaths.
After three breaths, Su Xuanyi, who had remained stubborn to the end and would rather die than yield, suddenly slumped at the shoulders.
The fervor, obsession, and defiance in her eyes all faded away, leaving only endless bewilderment, despair, and ruin.
The faith she had upheld for years had collapsed in a single day. The obsession she had clung to for years had become a joke. The Demon Altar she had served with every ounce of strength had, from beginning to end, regarded her as nothing more than a tool that could be sacrificed at any time.
After utter despair came complete surrender.
Her legs gave way, and she crashed to her knees. Tears instantly spilled from her eyes as she spoke in a hoarse, broken voice, filled with boundless regret and desolation:
"I'll talk... I'll tell you everything..."
Everyone in the great hall, elders and disciples alike, shuddered inwardly, their faces full of astonishment.
No one could help