“You’re here. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.” The man with red hair and a hooked nose glanced at Ding Hao. He didn’t show a slice of surprise at all but turned around and gently used a knife to cut off a piece of flesh from the woman in a torture device
His movements were extremely soft and slow. It looked as if he were carving a work of art.
It was also this kind of movement that undoubtedly maximized the torture to the extreme.
But to Ding Hao’s surprise, the female body on the torture device only trembled slightly and did not whine at all. Ding Hao could clearly feel that the woman was not dead nor unconscious, but she, like a stone statue who didn’t have a sense of pain, had incredible endurance.
What confused Ding Hao more was that he clearly felt a trace of a familiar aura from this woman.
“Are you Mo Yuncong, the city lord?” Ding Hao dispersed the silver ripples around him and approached the man step by step without any panic.
The middle-aged man with red hair and a hooked nose made a sound of surprise and finally began to take Ding Hao seriously. After a while, he said, “Yes, I’m the city lord of Northern Land City. Huh huh, you’re very calm and cautious, and what I didn’t expect the most was that you were so young… Unfortunately, as soon as you entered the jail, you were already under my watch.”
Ding Hao replied indifferently, “Oh, really? If I had known this earlier, I would have simply come in directly.”
“You don’t seem to be afraid at all,” said Mo Yuncong.
Ding Hao smiled and asked, “Have you ever seen a tiger afraid of a hyena?”
A trace of murder instantly appeared in Mo Yuncong’s eyes. His hooked nose twitched, and a cold smile appeared on his face. “As the saying goes, the younger generation will surpass the old. Even coming here, you dare to be so arrogant. There’s a path to heaven for you, but you don’t choose. There’s no way to hell for you, but you come.”
An idea flashed through Ding Hao’s mind, and he couldn’t help laughing. “Hell? Do you know what the real hell looks like? Have you ever been to hell?”
Mo Yuncong was stunned as he didn’t figure out why Ding Hao would suddenly ask this.
However, he soon felt strong disdain in Ding Hao’s words.
“Kill him.” Mo Yuncong waved his hand slightly.
The fifty Black Armored Army soldiers in the water dungeon were all elites who survived on the battlefield of life and death. Their individual strength was at the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, and they were also good at Joint Attack Formation. In Mo’s opinion, Ding Hao would definitely die.
Mo Yuncong turned around, picked up the sharp knife again, and began to cut the evil woman’s body. He whispered, “I know that you are in pain and that you have great endurance, but how about this pain lasting for a whole night? Is it very painful to see your body being cut into pieces again and again? Tell me the secret of your recovery and where you came from. I will give you a quick death to release from the pain. Otherwise, when the Immortal General of the God’s Palace arrives tomorrow and brings you to the headquarters of the God’s Palace, there will be more painful punishments for you there…”
The devil woman on the torture device did not say a word.
More than 50 soldiers of the Black Armored Army slowly approached Ding Hao.
Even Lions would fight against rabbits with all their strength. These masters weren’t careless at all. They stood orderly, carrying out clearly some kind of formation which rolled over like an ancient mountain. It was terrifying and formidable.
However, Ding Hao’s attention was drawn by the devil woman on the torture device.
Her thick long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, covering her face. But through the hair, Ding Hao could see a pair of bright eyes which was so familiar. Ding Hao felt that he had seen these eyes before.
The woman seemingly felt Ding Hao’s gaze, raising her head which had been hanging down. The moment she saw Ding Hao, her broken body shook slightly.
“Amitabha!”
A faint Buddhist chant was heard.
Suddenly, Ding Hao was astonished like being struck by thunder and couldn’t believe what he saw.
He suddenly recognized this devil woman.
But that should be impossible.
Why was she here?
At the same time, a fit of uncontrollable anger and killing intent burned fiercely in Ding Hao’s chest. Seeing his old friend suffer such terrible torture, Ding Hao felt that the burning killing intent brought by the devil saber that he had been carefully suppressing began to stir again.
“Kill!”
The masters of the Black Armored Army attacked in unison.
Ding Hao flashed and directly punched a master of the Black Armored Army in front of him away.
The next moment, the red flame flickered in the hall, and a hundred metal puppets appeared out of thin air and surrounded all the masters of the Black Armored Army. The violent metal body and hard waving spears instantly overwhelmed the masters of the Black Armored Army.
It was the Heaven-exterminating Flame Army!
Ding Hao summoned this metal death army immediately.
The heaven-exterminating Flame Army, be it the individual combat capability or tactical deployment, was far better than the Black Armored Army.
Ding Hao, like lightning, got close to Mo Yuncong.
Mo Yuncong’s expression changed as he hadn’t expected such a scene. As soon as he retreated, he raised his hands and the small silver knife turned into a hidden weapon shooting out.
Ding Hao flicked his finger.
Ding ding.
The sharp knife was directly turned into silver powder.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Several Sword Intent and Sword Qi shot out violently, surrounding Mo Yuncong.
“Who are you exactly?” shouted Mo Yuncong. With a tug of his hands, a silver spear appeared in his hand, and then he waved it slightly, the spear transformed into millions of spear flowers which bloomed like pear blossom.
His strength which was at the peak of Martial Grand Emperor was also extraordinary.
At first, Mo Yuncong thought Ding Hao’s cultivation was only at the eight-apertured Martial Emperor Realm instead of the Martial Grand Emperor Realm, so he didn’t care about him at all. Unexpectedly, after fighting against Ding Hao, he found that the young man’s combat capability was so strong and rare and this young man’s Qi cultivation was far better than his own.
“I am the one who will kill you.”
Ding Hao was burning with killing intent. With a change of his thought, the sword light flickered. The aura, sometimes like the hot summer, sometimes the frozen winter, sometimes cool autumn, and sometimes cold spring, changed quickly. The Sword Intent and Sword Qi whistled in the air and completely locked onto Mo Yuncong.
Meanwhile, he pulled out his left hand and flicked.
Several flashes of broadsword silently shot out, shattering all the restrictions on the body of the devil woman.
“Amitabha.” The devil woman calmly chanted the Buddhist.
In the next moment, a dot of Buddha light flashed between her eyebrows, and then a powerful Buddhist power surged in her broken body, and the golden light spread along her white bones whose flesh was removed. The entire hall was full of the benevolence and holiness of Buddhism, and the faint sounds of Buddha’s Sanskrit scriptures echoed…
She was recovering rapidly.
On the other side, the fifty Black Armored Army soldiers had all been knocked to the ground and had lost their ability to resist.
Ding Hao did not order the Heaven-exterminating Flame Army to kill all the Black Armored Army. After all, they were just subordinate. He did not know if there were the demon Clan in the world. If more than 50 warriors at the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm were killed, it would be a great loss for the Human Clan.
However, Ding Hao wouldn’t be merciful to Mo Yuncong.
With Ding Hao’s current combat capability, even without using the Devil Saber or the Rusted Sword, he was unrivaled under the Sage Realm. How could Mo Yuncong beat him?
As the saying goes, one slip would cost the game.
Now this was what Mo Yuncong was experiencing.
He wanted to send out the warning message in the water dungeon to seek help from the guards on the ground, but he was surprised to find that the alarm inscription formation in the water dungeon was useless now and could not send any news to the outside world at all.
“How could this be?” Mo Yuncong’s heart sunk.
He felt that he got enmeshed in a web of his own spinning.
Ding Hao sneered.
Along the way, no inscription formation could escape his Divine Senses, not to mention the simple formation set up in the water dungeon. He could change them with just a thought.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The Sword Qi was everywhere. So does the Sword Intent.
“Ah!” Mo Yuncong roared with his legs shot, falling into a pool of blood.
Ding Hao stopped.
“Amitabha!” The Buddha light surrounding the evil woman gradually faded, turning into a golden robe with patterns and covering her crystal and beautiful body. The wounds on her body had been completely healed, and her long black hair fluttered, revealing a very beautiful face.
“Come on.” Ding Hao pointed to Mo Yuncong, who was lying on the ground with fear on his face.
The leader of the Northern Land City frantically urged his Qi to heal his wounds. However, he found in despair that there was a strange power of Sword Intent around his wounds which could not be expelled at all.
“Amitabha, Amitabha.” The woman chanted with a pair of beautiful eyes as pure as the spring in the mountains.
“You… can’t kill me! I’m appointed as the city lord by the God’s Palace…!” Mo Yuncong, terrified and roaring madly, was no longer cruel and calm like before.
“Buddha says, you need to eliminate your sins, lay down the butcher’s knife, and become a good person.” The woman stared at Mo Yuncong with her clear and merciful eyes.
Mo Yuncong who was struggling desperately calmed down gradually.
At first, his eyes were full of confusion. Then, a trace of resistance and struggle flashed in his eyes, but soon he seemingly gave up and instead his eyes were full of regret. He turned over, knelt on the ground, and cried bitterly, “My sin is deep and unforgivable. I am so regretful that I have done so many evil things. My hands are stained with blood. I should go to the 18th level of hell…”
He was weeping bitterly, and he didn’t pretend to do that but repented from the bottom of his heart.
Ding Hao looked at the woman beside him in surprise.
How terrifying the spiritual attack skill is. It could actually disintegrate a person’s will and soul.
“I deserve millions of deaths…” Mo Yuncong suddenly jumped up and slapped himself on the head like smashing a watermelon, and then his brains burst out. He fell down and died.
Ding Hao was shocked.
He suddenly realized that since this woman had such profound cultivation and divine ability, then why hadn’t she use them earlier but allowed Mo Yuncong to torture her for so many days? Could it be that she’s been waiting for something all along?
