"Do you have any other choice?" Wen Liangong asked blandly.
"Even if you kill me, I won't tell you anything," Liu Changfeng replied, his gaze calm.
Wen Liangong clearly did not have that much patience. He controlled the skull and directly slammed its massive hand down.
He roared, "Then go die!"
As the skull's bony claw descended, it was incomparably sharp, tearing apart the surrounding space.
Just then, a figure lunged over from the side.
"King, run!"
That figure directly shielded Liu Changfeng and had his chest pierced through by the skull's claw.
Blood scattered through the air.
Immediately afterward, sea snakes lunged over one after another, clearing a path for Liu Changfeng.
"King, go quickly! Only if you live will we have hope."
As the sea snakes wailed one after another, the surrounding tides surged in towering waves.
The evil skull cut through them as easily as mowing grass, and countless sea snakes died miserably beneath its feet.
At the sight of this, Liu Changfeng's eyes nearly split apart.
With a furious roar, his body transformed into a purple sea snake.
Wisps of mist gradually rose from his originally purple scales.
Spiritual energy churned within the mist, and thunderous rumbling echoed from the depths of space.
Then the mist shrouded the entire area.
Liu Changfeng's figure gradually vanished into the purple mist as well.
At the final moment before his figure disappeared, he cast Wen Liangong a glance filled with grief and boundless hatred.
Wen Liangong frowned slightly, and the skull immediately flew over, intending to kill Liu Changfeng.
Unfortunately, the mist was extremely strange. Once the skull entered it, it could sense nothing at all.
Then the mist began to spread outward.
"Elder Wen, what is this?" Luo Xiongying asked in confusion as he strode through the air,