"Tiger Skin Grass has the effect of promoting circulation and replenishing blood, drink more of it."

Lin Feng woke up, but at this moment, his body was extremely weak. Seeing him so frail, Feng Ling was truly worried.

Lin Feng drank down an entire bowl in big gulps, and then under Feng Ling’s circulation-boosting efforts, his complexion became much more stable.

Feng Lin was using the Holy Light Technique to heal Lin Feng at this time. Lin Feng still hadn’t asked her why she knew the Holy Light Technique.

Without having the time to think about much, the azure brilliance from Feng Lin’s hand began transmitting into Lin Feng’s body; at this moment, Luo Jingtian came out and said to Feng Ling: "It’s useless, you’re completely wasting your cultivation."

Feng Lin knew it was useless, but she couldn’t just leave Lin Feng unattended and have peace of mind.

"The Holy Light Technique can stimulate the medicinal power of Tiger Skin Grass to its extreme; that’s all I can do," Feng Ling said casually.

Indeed, Lin Feng’s complexion looked much better than before. On the side, Luo Jingtian leaned against the door, appearing very relaxed, and said to Feng Ling: "Hey, I say, it’s quite impressive how you learned such a miraculous spell."

Luo Jingtian yawned lazily.

Feng Ling replied: "Since I revived in this body, I naturally knew this spell."

Luo Jingtian was still leaning against the door, looking at ease, his mouth curling into a faint smile.

"If that kid knows the truth, let’s see what you’ll do then," Luo Jingtian thought, but didn’t say it aloud.

Time is destined to change everything, yet the people of the Six Great Sects can’t do anything because their informant among the black-clothed men has already been found out.

The Sect Leader wore a mask with floral patterns over a white base, an imposing demeanor. In this Six Realms, not many can play tricks in front of him.

Even Lin Feng was played by him, ending up having to watch helplessly as they seized the treasures.

"Quickly tell, who sent you here?" The Sect Leader asked the person face-to-face, who showed a look of determination.

A captain of the black-clothed men stood beside the Sect Leader, seeing the Six Great Sects’ informant being exceptionally stubborn, he simply stepped forward to pinch the informant’s mouth and viciously said: "Let’s see how tough your mouth is with my Bone-Eating Centipede."

Suddenly there is a centipede insect in the captain’s hand, small but extraordinarily sinister and terrifying.

The bright red centipede directly climbed from the captain’s hand into the informant’s mouth.

Once the centipede entered his mouth, the person began to scream in agony but did not yield because of it.

The captain laughed wildly: "Hahaha! You’re truly ridiculous; I’m telling you if you keep your silence, soon the centipede will eat your organs and break through your chest and abdomen. This is a thousand-year-old spiritual insect at its spawning period; in the blink of our conversation, hundreds of centipede eggs are parasitizing in you; just wait for death."

The centipede was freely roaming inside him, as if in an uninhabited territory.

The Six Great Sects’ informant was in excruciating pain, rolling on the ground; seeing this, the Sect Leader ordered the captain to withdraw the centipede. But the centipede eggs had already been completely deposited inside the informant, and he was beyond saving unless a spell was used to eradicate them.

The Sect Leader stood before him, the informant ceased screaming; facing him, the Sect Leader said: "You’ve tasted the suffering, excluding the time for a cup of tea, the centipede eggs inside you will gradually consume by the larvae, centipedes like consuming living bodies, so they won’t let you die until the very last moment."

The informant looked up at the Sect Leader, his face fearful, as if he had imagined the scene of being slowly devoured from the inside by countless centipedes based on the Sect Leader’s words.

Seeing him terrified, the Sect Leader bent down, eyes steady and unmoving.

His determined voice piercing deep into the informant’s heart.

"Will you choose to die in agony, or tell us the truth for a merciful end? However, you could also use your inner strength to speed the maturation of the centipede eggs, hahaha..."

Faced with their torture, the people of the Six Great Sects utterly broke down, pleadingly said to the Sect Leader: "I’ll tell, I’ll tell."

Upon hearing the person willing to talk, the Sect Leader returned to his seat and sat upright. He truly wanted to hear what the person would say.

"Quickly say, do you want your life?"

The informant nodded and bowed, saying: "Lin Feng, the Six Great Sects came to save him."

After finishing, the Sect Leader sighed.

Then the Sect Leader left, the black-clothed captain laughed at the informant and also left, closing the cell door while the informant shouted, "Didn’t you say you’d save me, don’t go! Aaaah!"

Then the centipedes began to hatch, quickly consuming the person from the inside out.

The black-clothed captain spoke to a subordinate: "Once the centipedes emerge, gather them into the poisonous insect jar; these make excellent spiritual insect candidates."