"You're courting death..."
Hearing the Extreme Heaven King's contemptuous words, the Mystic Cicada King flew into a rage.
"You will become my Demon Pet!"
Stopping the enraged Mystic Cicada King, Nie Yun flicked his finger, scattering countless formidable restrictions as Little Spirit appeared.
"Master!"
"Don't let him die," Nie Yun instructed.
Little Spirit was the Artifact Spirit of the Heavenly Profound Hall and had absolute control over these restrictions. Having him act was far more effective than doing it himself.
"Yes!"
Upon receiving the order, Little Spirit turned to the Extreme Heaven King. His gaze deepened as his fingers flicked repeatedly, sending blade-like restrictions rushing forward and cutting straight through.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
With the sound of flesh and blood being pierced, the Extreme Heaven King let out a miserable scream, as though he were suffering the torments of an endless hell. His eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body trembled without cease.
These restrictions were not merely torture. More importantly, they tormented the soul. Once activated, they were like massive hammers continuously pounding the soul. If one's will was not tough enough, they would likely collapse outright.
Having Little Spirit use such methods did not mean Nie Yun was ruthless. They were trapped inside the turtle shell now, and he had to deal with this old turtle as quickly as possible. Showing mercy would only bring endless trouble.
"Kill me if you want. I will never submit..." the Extreme Heaven King roared. "Master, this Extreme Heaven King's soul is extremely resilient. If this continues, I fear..." After a while, Little Spirit walked over, looking troubled.
Though he did not finish his words, Nie Yun understood what he meant. This Extreme Heaven King might not look like much, but he was exceptionally tenacious. If they kept forcing him, he