Ghost Vine Venerable had never seen the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, but his Divine Soul keenly sensed the terror of the flames. His face turned ashen at once, and his lips moved twice, yet he still showed no intention of speaking.
"It seems you want to experience what soul refining feels like." Shen Luo grew greatly impatient. His gaze sharpened, and a layer of dark black light spread across his palm as he prepared to strike.
"I'm quite proficient in soul refining, Master. Let me do it!" Zhao Feiji said gleefully. Two almost tangible beams of black light shot from his eyes first, shining onto Ghost Vine Venerable's head.
Ghost Vine Venerable only felt agonizing pain in his Divine Soul, as though countless steel needles had pierced the deepest part of it at once. Unable to endure any longer, he let out a miserable scream, his face twisting out of shape.
"Don't rush. It hasn't truly begun yet. My Soul Refining Technique is no ordinary one; it's the slow-burning kind. It needs half an hour to warm up before reaching its full power. By then, the pain will be ten times what it is now." Zhao Feiji gave a sinister cackle, filled with bloodlust and madness.
The Ghost Clan was born bloodthirsty and fond of killing. Shen Luo disliked such things, so Zhao Feiji could only force himself to suppress those urges. Now that he had finally gotten a chance to unleash them, he felt incomparably refreshed.
"Stop, Fellow Daoist Shen. I'm willing to tell you everything I know. Make this Ghost Clan fellow stop... Ah..." Ghost Vine Venerable felt his soul leave his body in fright and hurriedly changed his tune.
Let alone ten times the pain, even now he felt as if his Divine Soul were being torn