Transcending the Nine Heavens

rrogation Hall would not dare to claim to be the world’s top!

He decided the guy on the left guy.
Without a word, he slapped hard on his face and eight to nine of his teeth fell out.

“Quit thinking… you can… extract any information from me!” the guy muttered unintelligibly but with conviction.

“I don’t intend to ask! I only wanted to torture you so that you quit being human in your next life!” Chu Yang slapped him again.
“Did I ask you?”

Pah! His right face was slapped.
The two slaps dislodged all his teeth.

Chu Yang lifted him and tore his clothes.
Then he kicked his naked body to a tree.
As the naked guy stood by the tree, Chu Yang kicked him viciously at his crotch.
Pah! His crotch was a mess of flesh and blood.

Chu Yang scoffed and said, “I’m not asking you!”

And he added another kick!

“Did I ask you? Am I that idle to ask you?”

Pom!

The Martial Saint was in such pain that he could not utter a sound.
After recovering his breath, he broke into a long wail.

Smack!

A muddy grass patch was shoved into his mouth with force.
He moaned before passing out.

Chu Yang’s face was hardened with cruelty.
He pierced with a tree branch and penetrated the Martial Saint’s skull, pinning him to the tree.

The Martial Saint screamed as he woke up to the pain.

Chu Yang said calmly, “In your next life, remember not to be human!” Ka-cha! His finger was crushed.

The other intact prisoner was sneering in the beginning.
After witnessing the torture, he could not help saying, “Chu Yang, you scumbag! Kill us if you dare.
You’re not a hero the way you torture him!”

“No! I don’t wish to be a hero.
I only have the capability to torture you to a state worse than death!” Chu Yang revealed his canine teeth as he smiled.
“Kill both of you? It’s too easy on you.”

The tortured Martial Saint had his bones crushed and a body full of blood.

His body was peppered with numerous wounds and it looked like a nightmare’s scene.

Chu Yang extended his hand and retrieved a big bag of salt.
He fed the salt to the man on the ground and smiled.
“Is it tasty?”

The man on the ground trembled.
“What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to let him experience a pleasure! And let you watch with pleasure.” Chu Yang rubbed his hands and the salt dissolved into a solution.
He splashed the salt solution at the wounded man.

The wounded man emitted gagged sounds and a muffled scream.
His rolling eyes showed white and his body convulsed violently.

The man on the ground trembled more violently than his wounded companion.
“Dog! Scumbag… B*stard… You… If you dare, kill me! Kill me…”

He wanted to turn away but Chu Yang held his neck, pried open his eyelids and forced him to watch.

Chu Yang observed the man on the ground carefully as he was the one that would reveal information.
If he had interrogated him, even if he tortured him to death, it would be of no use.

Chu Yang was unable to use the Soul Control Method as the Martial Saint had Spiritual Concentration.
If he failed, he would become retarded…

The prisoner was extremely fearful, but… Chu Yang knew that he had not broken down mentally.

Chu Yang extended his hand and a big bag of salt appeared in his hands.
He scattered the salt on the open wounds of the man who was pinned to the tree.
He struggled and convulsed in agony.
He gaped and exhaled in short bursts when the pain surpassed his threshold but he was unable to make any sounds…

He exhaled in big gulps and could not breathe.

“Watch this.” Chu Yang smiled at the prisoner on the ground as he held a pail of honey.
Chu Yang fed honey to him and he exclaimed, “Honey!”

The prisoner was experienced and understood all these methods.
Whatever Chu Yang took out, he understood the use.
At this moment, he hated his experience and understanding.

It was too cruel!

Chu Yang smiled.
“Is it fun?” He splashed the honey on the prisoner who was pinned on the tree.
The honey was sticky and covered the wounds with a thick fragrance.

But the salt was sealed within the wounds.

The pinned prisoner pushed his body up and opened his toothless mouth as he screamed voiceless at the sky.
A faint twirling smoke came out above his head.

His two legs kicked after which he lost his breath.

“Too fast.” Chu Yang tilted his head and pondered for a while before gesturing with his open palms to the man on the ground.
“He’s dead.”

The man on the ground was mentally confused.
He gasped as his face was filled with fear.
The muscles at the corner of his eyelids twitched as he looked at Chu Yang with fear instead of hate!

He was a Devil!

As a Martial Saint, he understood what the twirling white smoke meant…

The soul was expelled from the body!

Chu Yang was able to cause his soul to be expelled without using mystical skills while a Martial Saint was conscious by using only torture.
How cruel was that?

And this executioner had been smiling throughout the process! As though he was chatting with his good friend!

That was the scary part!

A fierce-looking torturer was not scary as he was strong in appearance but cowardly inside.
A composed torture that managed to expel the soul from the body was a classic method of the King of Hell!

Chu Yang had turned his body and was washing his hands carefully with the lake water.

Chu Yang stood in front of him and examined his own fingers as he sighed.
“Though this pair of hands had caused countless casualties, they were never stained with blood stench.”

Chu Yang gazed into his eyes and said sadly, “Actually, I had no intention to cause him a painful death.
He was already quite old and was raised by his parents for quite some time.”

The prisoner on the ground looked even more terrified.

Chu Yang was extremely perverted…

The dead prisoner had his soul expelled… and you are acting kind?

Chu Yang twisted his neck and said gently, “I’ll ask you a few questions.
You can choose to answer or not.
If you refuse, I won’t ask you again.
Do you understand? If you answer, I’ll grant you a quick painless death.”

Chu Yang pointed at the corpse.
“A quicker death than his.”

The prisoner on the ground trembled and curled up slowly as he moaned.
It sounded like he was whimpering.

Chu Yang ignored him.
He did not look at him.
Instead, he looked deeply at the lake surface and asked gently, “Which clan do you belong to?”

“Ye clan! I’m from the Ye family!” He did not wait for Chu Yang to finish his words and blurted as though a delay would cause his demise.

Chu Yang suppressed his smile and said, “Really?” He placed his feet above the prisoner’s crotch area.

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