Chapter 888 Torture

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao's sudden appearance, Lin Wan'er was so frightened that her face turned pale. She quickly took a few steps back, stared at Zhou Yiqiao warily, and asked with a trembling voice.

"Who are you and why are you here!?"

Zhou Yiqiao's expression remained unchanged, he still looked at Lin Wan'er calmly, and asked with a half-smile.

"What do you say?"

While talking, Zhou Yiqiao's figure slowly walked out of the black fog.

The distance between the two people was shortened enough to sense the other's cultivation level, and Lin Wan'er could clearly feel the initial pressure of divine transformation emanating from Zhou Yiqiao.

However, she did not relax her vigilance just because Zhou Yiqiao's cultivation level was one level lower than hers.

Because she could feel that the man in front of her seemed to contain a very terrifying power. Even a cultivator in the late stage of divine transformation might not be her opponent!

"This young master came here for the Baili Stone in the valley?"

"If you need these hundred-mile stones, you can do whatever you want."

Zhou Yiqiao broke off a branch from the shrub beside him, looked at the leaves on it casually, and said lightly.

"You should know what I really want, why bother pretending to be crazy here."

Hearing this, Lin Wan'er's expression changed, and her pretty face instantly turned pale. She bit her lower lip tightly, looking pitiful. She could not see the ruthlessness of having just killed four companions with her own hands.

"Sir, what do you mean by this? The little girl doesn't understand."

Lin Wan'er blinked her eyes in pretense of confusion and wrung her hands together tightly, looking as endearing as a frightened deer.

However, Zhou Yiqiao was unmoved. He turned his head slightly, glanced at Lin Wan'er, and raised the corner of his mouth with a playful arc.

"Don't understand? It doesn't matter, I can make you understand."

Zhou Yiqiao smiled softly, raised the branch in his hand, and pointed it towards Lin Wan'er.

"call out!"

A sound broke through the air, and the branch turned into a stream of light, instantly piercing Lin Wan'er's shoulder.

"what!"

Lin Wan'er screamed and fell to the ground, clutching her bleeding shoulder. She looked at Zhou Yiqiao with fear mixed with fear.

She really couldn't believe that the man in front of her was only in the early stages of becoming a god, yet she would be attacked by him without even a chance to resist!

However, what shocked her even more was yet to come.

Zhou Yiqiao's figure suddenly blurred in her eyes, and the next moment, he had appeared in front of her.

Zhou Yiqiao stepped on Lin Wan'er's pretty face, which had been pitiful to countless monks. With a little force, her whole face was immediately deformed.

"Tell me, what exactly is the altar you are talking about? What kind of opportunities are there in the altar?"

Zhou Yiqiao looked at Lin Wan'er condescendingly, his tone cold.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about."

Lin Wan'er was stepped on by Zhou Yiqiao and had difficulty breathing, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted without revealing any information.

"Oh, I do not know?"

A cruel smile appeared on Zhou Yiqiao's face. He waved his hand and struck a magic spell towards Lin Wan'er.

"what!"

A heart-breaking pain instantly hit her whole body, and Lin Wan'er let out a painful scream, tears streaming down her face.

"It seems you still don't want to tell the truth."

Zhou Yiqiao said lightly, using his foot forcefully to flatten Lin Wan'er's face even more.

"You...just kill me! I will never tell you anything about the altar!"

Lin Wan'er gritted her teeth and endured the pain, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

Zhou Yiqiao was slightly startled, he didn't expect Lin Wan'er to be so courageous.

He let go of his feet, looked at Lin Wan'er's deformed pretty face, and said coldly.

"You think I don't dare to kill you?"

"Hmph, you won't get any information about the altar even if you kill me. I'm already dead anyway, so why should I give you an advantage?"

Lin Wan'er snorted coldly, showing no fear of Zhou Yiqiao's threat.

"It seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

Zhou Yiqiao knelt down and reached out to hold Lin Wan'er's chin, forcing her to look at him.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold and ruthless look.

He stretched out his hand and waved it, and the Ten Thousand Soul Flags appeared behind him instantly.

Along with him, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, which became the acquired spiritual treasure together with him, now appears, with a gloomy aura like the Nine Nether Purgatory emerging from it. Even the Onizuka Black Mist pales in comparison.

As Zhou Yiqiao thought, countless evil spirits struggled to fly out of the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, densely packed like locusts, and swarmed towards Lin Wan'er.

Lin Wan'er's pupils shrank sharply, frightening the souls of the dead. She desperately activated the spiritual energy in her body to try to stop those evil spirits.

However, now that her life is in Zhou Yiqiao's hands, how can she possibly get her wish.

The evil spirits penetrated into Lin Wan'er's body through her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but did not harm her flesh and blood, and rushed straight towards Lin Wan'er's sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, the sound of screams echoed through the woods, echoing over the forest for a long time, making people's hair stand on end.

"what!"

Lin Wan'er was sweating profusely, trembling all over, her eyes were wide open, filled with panic, despair and pain.

"I have a lot of time, and I don't mind spending it slowly on this issue."

Zhou Yiqiao stood beside her, looking down at her, and said lightly: "Say, or not?"

Lin Wan'er's face was extremely pale, veins were bulging on her forehead, her eyes were red, and her beautiful face had now become extremely ugly.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that she was speechless and could only utter some vague syllables.

Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly when he saw this. He naturally knew that this was because Lin Wan'er's consciousness was being tortured by the evil spirits in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, causing her to be unable to speak.

He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the evil spirits in the Ten Thousand Souls Flag flew back obediently and got into the flag.

Lin Wan'er was finally freed. She was breathing heavily, and large beads of sweat fell down her forehead and dripped on the ground.

"Now, can we talk?"

Zhou Yiqiao asked lightly.

Lin Wan'er raised her head and looked at Zhou Yiqiao with eyes filled with resentment and hatred.

"Even if you kill me, I won't tell you anything about the altar!"

Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly, secretly regretting that he didn't have the soul-searching skills, otherwise he would have knocked her out long ago.

He raised his hand again, and the Ten Thousand Souls Flag immediately appeared, and endless evil spirits flew out from it, hovering around Lin Wan'er, looking ferocious and terrifying.

Lin Wan'er suddenly felt cold all over her body, as if she was in purgatory, almost suffocating her.

The evil spirit was approaching again, and she finally couldn't bear it and shouted.

"I said, I am willing to tell you the secret in the altar!"