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Chen Xiaojun stood up.
Step by step, he approached Dou Jing, who was bound fast in chains, panting with his eyes closed as though resigned to his fate.
His footsteps rang clearly through the deathly silent cave.
"It seems I'll have to get the answers from you after all." Chen Xiaojun stopped before Dou Jing and looked down at him. "Let me see what exactly is going on between you and Barton."
As his words fell, Chen Xiaojun slowly raised his right hand. His five fingers spread apart and turned blood-red, hovering above Dou Jing's head.
In an instant, five strands of intensely concentrated, dark-red Blood Fiend Qi snaked out from his fingertips like spirit serpents!
Carrying an eerie, icy power of penetration, the strands of Blood Fiend Qi plunged straight toward Dou Jing's seven facial orifices-his eyes, ears, mouth, and nostrils!
"Aaargh-!!!"
The instant those five strands of Blood Fiend Qi invaded him, Dou Jing's eyes flew open, his eyeballs nearly bulging out of their sockets.
His features twisted and trembled at grotesquely unnatural angles, his entire face looking as though it were being violently torn apart, contorted with hideous agony.
A horribly stifled rasp rose from his throat, like the death rattle of a wild beast. Every muscle in his body tensed to its limit, and the chains groaned deafeningly as he strained against them. Sweat streamed down, mingled with blood.
It was like having five tubes thrust into his head, relentlessly churning everything inside.
Qin Lüguang and Zhu Yanfeng held their breath, their gazes grave. They had never seen Chen Xiaojun use a method like this.
The others watched the scene unfold in bewildered horror as well.
Li Wuyaya roared, **"What are you doing?! What are you doing to the