As he spoke, Xu Taiping extended a finger and pressed it hard between Demonic General Wulang's brows.
Wulang's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with despair and pain.
Xu Taiping said flatly:
"It doesn't matter if you refuse to speak now. A year, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand, ten thousand-no one can endure the loneliness of being trapped in time."
The Divine Ability he had just used was the River of Time Cage, inherited from the Abyssal Pavilion Thirteenth Seat.
Once an opponent's divine soul was trapped inside, even if only a moment passed in reality, the time within the cage would stretch as long as ten thousand years.
And once imprisoned in the cage, all your thoughts would become incomparably slow.
Even a single thought would consume a hundred years.
Although this method of trapping an enemy had stringent conditions for its use, it was unfailingly effective for interrogation.
Only when Demonic General Wulang's black hair had turned to silver strands and his body had become thin and stooped, like an old man approaching his grave, did Xu Taiping withdraw the finger pressed to his forehead.
"Hah! Hah... hah..."
The instant Xu Taiping withdrew his finger, Demonic General Wulang, whose face had aged beyond recognition, began gasping for breath.
But when Xu Taiping met his eyes again, pain and submission immediately surfaced in his clouded pupils.
His eyes filled with despair as he said:
"I... I'll talk. I'll tell you... everything..."
A day later.
Inside Heavenly Thunder City.
Within the Dragon-Trapping Tower.
"Divine General Taiping, the battlefield has been cleared. The spoils alone, along with the number of enemies slain, will earn us a considerable amount of battle merit."
The veteran general Gu Huai reported to Xu Taiping.
Old General Song, standing beside him, also spoke:
"We've