"Speak! What is your purpose for coming to Shanhai State? Why did you attack the cultivators of the Li family?" Xiaoqing demanded harshly, holding a steel whip covered with barbs.
The Demon Cultivator kept his mouth tightly shut, not uttering a word.
But if he thought he could resist Xiaoqing's interrogation this way, he certainly wouldn't last long!
"Unwilling to talk? Then I'll see just how tough you can be!" Xiaoqing looked at him with disdain.
A flash of Spirit Light at the fingertip sank into his body, causing his body and Spiritual Soul to become extremely sensitive, particularly amplifying the perception of pain by dozens of times!
With just a light flick of the steel whip in hand, boundless pain surged towards him like a tidal wave, pulling him down unceasingly, yet never letting him die, making him wish for death over life.
"Ahhhhh—"
