494: Not speaking?

On Yao Delong's palm, a formless and substanceless...

...yet making the surrounding raging snow and wind come to a standstill, a phantom of the Heart Sword quietly emerged!

That phantom seemed thin, yet it felt as if it condensed the Nirvana core of the entire Universe's starry sky!

"Won't talk? Then try this punishment of the Divine Soul Pin-Cushion."

Chii—!

The Heart Sword phantom brazenly pierced through the Devil Nascent's forehead!

It wasn't an instant kill... instead, it transformed that most condensed Nirvana Sword Intent into billions of Thought Needles finer than grains of sand,

piercing through every gap between the particles that made up its Divine Soul structure!

"Wugu... Ah—!!!"

No sound, only the sharp pain that tore through the essence of the Soul and completely shattered the will, turning into invisible waves of screams that pierced the Sea of Consciousness!

The Devil Nascent convulsed and rolled violently in the air! Its illusory body was like a live fish thrown into a frying pan, snapping straight and then twisting frantically!

Even its illusory facial features were distorted and collapsed due to the extreme pain!

Yao Delong was expressionless, his eyes like an eternal cold pond, his palm unmoving.

The Yuan Force chains still tightly bound that mass of pained Soul-body, which sought to dissipate in a manner transcending physical Laws,

but found it impossible to even tear itself apart to seek death!

Two breaths!

Only two breaths!

All the remaining stubbornness and self of that Nascent Soul Devil Cultivator had completely collapsed under the pain of the Soul being sliced,

where thinking itself became a burning nervous execution platform!

"Can't take it already?" Yao Delong's cold voice rang out again, "Hell... has only just begun."

Buzz!

Dark red Earth Core Blazing Flame Fire rose from his palm!

Carrying a terrifying high temperature that could melt metal and stone and burn through Laws!

It wasn't used for attack, but instead transformed into a gentle yet extremely cruel furnace hand,

slowly wrapping around the frantically struggling and screaming Devil Nascent... burning it!

"Ugh—eee...!"

The illusory Soul body twisted frantically under the licking of the Soul-burning fire, steaming out mists representing the purest pain of the Origin Essence Soul!

It had only burned for less than half a breath!

The Devil Nascent's screams had already surpassed the limits of its will! Even the fluctuations became weak and hoarse!

"Tsk, too fragile? Then... I'll give you a bit of 'Creation'!"

There was no mercy in Yao Delong's eyes. Outside the Soul-burning ground fire,

a layer of even gentler Pill Fire, flowing with a dense green life energy—Life-Generating Creation Fire—rose up!

Carrying vigorous and vast life essence, it gently "soothed" the scorched and nearly transparent remnant body of the Devil Nascent!

Burn! Nourish!

Burn! Nourish again!

Making pain an eternal execution platform of endless Reincarnation!

Making death an unreachable and most luxurious favor!

This wasn't an interrogation at all!

This was nailing the Soul to a wheel of pain and repair, spinning for eternity!

In the distance, the five Night Hawks hidden in the shadows.

"Hiss..."

One person sucked in a breath of bone-chilling air, their voice carrying uncontrollable trembling and a hint of... fearful awe.

"Cruel... too cruel..."

"Dealing with devil cubs should be exactly like this! This is the decisiveness in slaughter that a true disciple of our Yin Yang Sect should have!"

The leader's voice was low, yet it carried a hint of irrepressible approval,

but the knuckles of the hand holding the profound bow had turned white from overexertion—it was wariness towards a will and means that exceeded their understanding!

They were used to death and torture, but this kind of torture that was pinpoint accurate to a horrifying degree,

torturing the Origin while cutting off all hope of release, using salvation as a blade... it still surpassed their imagination!

In only the third round of repeated burning and Creation Reincarnation!

The Devil Nascent's remnant Soul completely collapsed! Its will was thoroughly crushed! Like the most submissive livestock.

"Profound... Profound Fire Ancient Realm...!"

The Devil Nascent's nearly transparent shell emitted a high-pitched, weak cry filled with endless fear,

"...Essence Fire... appeared... bait... ambush... Righteous Path Cultivators... are all running there... several Old Ancestors... have all gone..."

Those few words intermittently revealed by the blurry remnant Soul were enough for Yao Delong to instantly connect the complete chain in his mind!

Essence Fire! Ambush!

Junior Sister is not here... Liu Rumei! Lin Shishi and the others might all be caught in this flesh-and-blood grinder meticulously laid out by the Devil Cultivators!

"Seeking death!"

The killing intent in Yao Delong's eyes instantly exploded to the peak! Like lava accumulated for ten thousand years suddenly breaking through the surface! He clenched his palm hard!

Puchi—!

That remnant Soul of the Devil Nascent, which had suffered endless torture and whose aura was already so weak it was nearly dissipated,

was like a squeezed soap bubble, even the last bit of mist completely annihilated in the biting north wind!

"Go!"

Not a single moment of delay!

Buzz!!!!!

The crimson-gold light enveloping the Star-Shattering Cloud-Splitting Feather was no longer the cautious and efficient harvesting plow from before,

but directly transformed into a crimson-gold spear of fury that burned through the sky and incinerated all things!

Carrying the terrifying howl of a bursting nebula and a violent, blazing airwave that forcibly plowed open the northern ice cap,

it blasted violently towards the southwest, where the Profound Fire Ancient Realm was located!

Speed! It instantly soared to more than double what it was before!

"—Pursue!!!"

The Night Hawk Captain roared hoarsely! His entire body instantly ignited with the light of Spiritual Pressure that far exceeded his limits!

An even more ancient purple Talisman, containing dense spatial ancestral charm,

and with its edges branded with Void Realm cracks, instantly turned to ashes in his hand!

"Burn my Yuan Force! Step through the Realm!!!"

Buzz—Clatter!

A huge passage spanning north to south, deep as an ancient well, with the spatial edges collapsing into powder like crushed ice,

was forcibly torn open by him using half of his original force and the power of the Origin spatial Law!

He dragged the other four members, whose expressions had changed greatly, and brazenly crashed into it!

On the edge of the Profound Fire Ancient Realm, the wind and snow wailed.

The air was filled with a bloody metallic scent so thick it wouldn't disperse!

Corpses of Righteous Path Cultivators, pierced and torn by sharp claws, Evil Qi, or some kind of scorching energy,

even burned to charcoal, were scattered across the grayish-white frozen earth!

Fragments of tattered Sect robes were frozen in ice chunks like mourning paper money.

Despair was frozen deep in the pupils of the dead, telling of the tragic escape and ambush just now!

Yao Delong's figure brazenly tore through the thick cold barrier and blood curtain!

His gaze swept over the tragic scene like an asura field, and the sky-burning rage and worry in his heart were like boiling oil poured into red flames!

Divine Thought! No longer any regard for consumption or the possibility of exposure!

Boom—!!!

The vast mental power, condensed like solid metal, exploded from the core of his Sea of Consciousness like a sudden tsunami!

Spreading frantically in all directions! Three hundred miles! Five hundred miles!

Instantly breaking through to the true thousand-mile core region!

Like an invisible giant suddenly opening a divine eye to look down upon the earth!

Found them!

Just about seven hundred miles deep to the southwest!

Inside a ring-shaped lava valley surrounded by countless hideous, craggy volcanic peaks filled with pitch-black holes!

The shockwaves of violent Yuan Force collisions were like the vibrations of a tolling funeral bell,

hitting the barrier of Yao Delong's spreading Divine Thought wave after wave!

Devilish Qi! Thick as a viscous black tide!

At least five extremely powerful tyrannical Devil Sources at the Soul Transformation level were churning and roaring within!

Mixed with hundreds of fierce Nascent Soul and Golden Core Devilish Qi!