"Talk. Tell me everything you know."

"As long as you tell me everything about the Black Robed Faceless Man, I can promise you a quick death."

Xiao Zheng said slowly.

Hearing his words, a flash of despair instantly passed through Liu Wufeng’s eyes.

But he still didn’t want to give up struggling; after all, he didn’t want to die yet.

Liu Wufeng’s body had already recovered some strength by now. He feigned compliance and said, "Fine, since you want to know, then I’ll tell you..."

Xiao Zheng cooperated as well, standing to the side, ready to listen.

However, before Liu Wufeng could finish his sentence, he suddenly launched an attack at Xiao Zheng!

"Go to hell!"

With a ferocious expression, Liu Wufeng directly unleashed a move, Netherworld Ghost Claw, at Xiao Zheng.

Ghostly wails rose in waves, and a howling yin wind burst forth!

A vicious glint flashed across Xiao Zheng’s eyes. He grabbed Liu Wufeng’s arm, then violently yanked—actually tearing his entire arm off at the root!

"Ah! My arm!"

Liu Wufeng clutched his severed limb and screamed miserably.

He had not expected Xiao Zheng’s reaction to be so fast.

Liu Wufeng had originally thought that even if his sneak attack couldn’t kill Xiao Zheng, it would at least leave him heavily injured. He hadn’t expected that he would still lose to Xiao Zheng.

This was absolutely a crushing difference in strength!

Xiao Zheng sneered, casually tossing Liu Wufeng’s arm aside. "Looks like you’re still pretty energetic. Since that’s the case, I’ll stay and have some fun with you."

"You... what are you trying to do?" Liu Wufeng was instantly startled.

At that, Xiao Zheng grinned and said, "Don’t be nervous, just a few little games..."

After saying that, he stepped down on Liu Wufeng’s only remaining left hand.

Then he pressed down hard, grinding viciously, and Liu Wufeng’s left palm was instantly crushed into a pile of bloody pulp!

Ten fingers are linked to the heart!

As the intense pain swept over him, Liu Wufeng couldn’t help but let out a miserable scream!

Yet Xiao Zheng seemed unsatisfied, and said with a smile, "Yo, you can still hit high notes at a time like this. Your lung power’s not bad. Since that’s the case, let’s do it again."

As his words fell, he used the energy in his body and actually helped Liu Wufeng heal his left palm.

Then he stomped down again, then healed, then stomped...

The entire process repeated and replayed for more than twenty times. Liu Wufeng at this moment looked as if he had just been fished out of water, his whole body drenched in sweat, his face deathly pale, and even his body was trembling and twitching non-stop from the agony.

Liu Wufeng was even wondering now, just who was the real Demon-path cultivator here?

Why were Xiao Zheng’s torture methods even more vicious than his?

Liu Wufeng truly wanted to die now, because only in death could he end this torment. But at the same time, he knew very clearly that for him now, even death had become a luxury.

Before Xiao Zheng got what he wanted, he would definitely not let him die.

"I... I’ll talk."

"Whatever you want to know, I’ll tell you..."

A deep, frail weakness seeped through Liu Wufeng’s trembling voice.

Hearing this, Xiao Zheng finally stopped and then said with a smile, "That’s better. If you’d cooperated like this earlier, would you have had to suffer so much?"

Seeing the smile on his face, everyone present felt a chill rise in their hearts.

Liu Wufeng let out a bitter laugh. Perhaps the movement tugged at his wounds, making his expression look even more twisted. "Mo Ye was right. And your guesses are all true."

"I did secretly have contact with the Black Robed Faceless Man. Even my Peak of Martial Saint cultivation was bestowed by him."

After hearing this, even Xiao Zheng couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

He hadn’t expected the methods of the Black Robed Faceless Man to be so profound, that he could actually directly grant Liu Wufeng the realm of Peak of Martial Saint. If Liu Wufeng wasn’t lying, didn’t that mean the Black Robed Faceless Man could mass-produce experts of this level?

Xiao Zheng and the others all fell into deep thought, shock surging in their hearts.

Liu Wufeng knew what they were thinking. After a cold snort, he said, "Although this cultivation of mine was bestowed by the Black Robed Faceless Man, the price he paid wasn’t small either."

Everyone’s hearts eased slightly.

As expected, the Black Robed Faceless Man couldn’t casually create Peak of Martial Saint experts, otherwise this world would have been thrown into utter chaos.

Xiao Zheng then asked, "So what exactly was the deal between you and him? I don’t believe he’d be so kind as to help you without asking for anything in return."

"You’re right. There is indeed a deal between him and me." A shadow flashed through Liu Wufeng’s eyes as he said, "And this deal has been negotiated for a full twenty years."

When he finished these words, his gaze involuntarily drifted to Liu Yiyi, who had collapsed in Mo Ye’s arms.

Xiao Zheng keenly sensed something and asked, "Could the deal between you two be related to Liu Yiyi? And what exactly is the Profound Yin Body? Where does the Black Robed Faceless Man come from? And why did he seek you out?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Wufeng fell silent for a moment, then his expression twisted slightly as he said, "The deal between him and me is indeed related to Yiyi. He comes from the Demon God Sect. As for the Profound Yin Body, it’s a very special constitution. Yiyi was born a Profound Yin Body."

"The Black Robed Faceless Man found me twenty years ago, when Yiyi had just been born. The moment she was born, she triggered a heavenly phenomenon and devoured all the vital energy within a radius of ten li. From that moment on, I regarded her as my future successor."

"Yet the very next day, he came to me."

"He proposed a deal to me. He said that as long as I offered Yiyi to him when she turned twenty, he could help me break through to the Peak of Martial Saint in the shortest time possible and unify the Demon..."

At this point, he could no longer continue.

With disdain in his eyes, Xiao Zheng said contemptuously, "And then just for your selfish desire, you sold Liu Yiyi to the Black Robed Faceless Man?"

Liu Wufeng remained silent, which was tacit admission.

Ptui!

Titan couldn’t help but spit on the ground, then roared angrily, "Did a dog eat your conscience? Just to satisfy your own desires, you would even sacrifice your own flesh and blood daughter!"

"They say even a vicious tiger won’t eat its cubs, but you’re TM worse than a beast!"

Although Long Qie and the others didn’t speak, the looks they cast at Liu Wufeng were filled with utter contempt.

Feeling everyone’s scorn, Liu Wufeng exploded. He seemed completely deranged now, roaring hysterically, "What do you know? In this world, power is the only thing that matters!"

"So what if she’s my own daughter? If one daughter dies, Laozi can just have another!"

"No one can stop me from fulfilling my dream!"

"I will lead the Heavenly Evil Demon Sect to unify the Demon path and unify the entire martial world!"

Liu Wufeng had gone mad.

This time, he was utterly, completely insane.