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The head of the Wang family, an elderly man with a gaunt face and sharp, eagle-like eyes, sat in the main seat.
His gaze swept over the assembled representatives from various factions below the stage. His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Thank you all for coming from afar. You must be tired."
"I have invited you all here today for one reason only."
He pointed at Feng Tianyang on the stage, his voice turning cold.
"We must interrogate these remnants of the Thirty-Six Thieves in front of all our fellow practitioners, and find out exactly what this 'great opportunity' that could wreak havoc on the world is!"
A chorus of agreement immediately erupted from the audience, a stark irony born from the clash between greed and righteous indignation.
As soon as he finished speaking, two members of the Wang family went up on stage.
They carried no instruments of torture, but each took out a talisman brush, dipped it in a special cinnabar that shimmered with spiritual light, and began to draw an extremely ancient and complex rune on Feng Tianyang's body.
Someone in the audience gasped softly.
Zhang Yunyuan's gaze was instantly drawn to it.
He could clearly feel that as the two talisman pens moved, an ancient and obscure aura was leaking out from the runes.
This aura is exactly the same as the [Ghost Hand Divine Paint] he just acquired!
However, the aura of the Ghost Hand Divine Paint is more primal and more refined.
It is also more mysterious.
The world before his eyes seemed to change at that moment.
In his eyes, the actions of the two Wang family members were no longer simply drawing, but rather "modifying".
They are using "divine coating" to forcibly modify the "rules" of Feng Tianyang's body cultivation, making it impossible for him to gather Qi, resist, or even commit suicide.
Even more terrifying was that with each stroke of the rune, Feng Tianyang's face would show an indescribable pain, as if his soul was being slowly tortured stroke by stroke.
That kind of pain stems from a fundamental conflict caused by the forced distortion of rules, and is far beyond ordinary physical suffering.
Seeing this scene, Tian Jinzhong felt a pang of pity and subconsciously clenched his fists.
The old master Zhang Jingqing's face was as still as water, as calm as a still well.
The head of the Wang family demanded an explanation in a stern voice.
"Where did you all learn these extraordinary skills?!"
Feng Tianyang was in excruciating pain all over his body and was sweating profusely, but he raised his head, grinned at the head of the Wang family, and revealed a mouthful of bloody teeth.
"You want me to betray my sworn brothers? Bring it on!"
Chapter 89 Three Days of Torture, Heavenly Secrets Revealed in Tongtian Valley
Seeing Feng Tianyang's stubbornness, the head of the Wang family curled up a sinister smile.
"Good, you have backbone."
He clapped his hands lightly, the sound not loud, but like a cold command.
"Since Mr. Feng wants to have some fun with us, then everyone, please don't stand on ceremony."
As soon as the words were spoken, the representatives from various factions, who had been unable to restrain themselves, took turns to speak, like sharks smelling blood.
The torment began.
The first to step forward was an elder of the Huode Sect.
Without saying a word, he slapped Feng Tianyang on the chest with his palm. A scorching heat instantly invaded and raged through his meridians, as if it were about to set his internal organs on fire.
Next came the Miao village shaman, who took out several brightly colored poisonous insects and placed them on Feng Tianyang's body, letting the insects gnaw at his flesh. The excruciating itching and pain were more unbearable than simple burning.
The members of the Lü family used their cunning and unorthodox techniques to twist his joints, causing him to let out inhuman screams.
Whips, branding irons, steel needles...
Every imaginable and unimaginable form of torture was inflicted on Feng Tianyang over the course of three days and three nights.
His screams, initially shrill, gradually became hoarse, and finally reduced to weak groans.
His body had long since become a bloody, tattered mess, with not an inch of intact skin.
But his will was like a piece of stubborn iron that had been repeatedly forged; he still gritted his teeth and refused to utter a single word.
The smile on the Wang family patriarch's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a hint of impatience.
He never expected that Feng Tianyang, who seemed so unremarkable, would be so stubborn.
Late at night on the third day.
Feng Tianyang was already on his deathbed, delirious, and just one breath away from death.
A wizard dressed in a black robe, with a hunched back and strange paint on his face, slowly walked forward.
It was Luo Pingxin from a family of sorcerers.
He looked at the man on the cross, who was barely clinging to life, and let out a hoarse, cold laugh.
"He's tough on the body and tough on the tongue."
"I just don't know if your soul is that tough."
As he spoke, he pulled a black ceramic jar from his pocket and uncorked it.
A chilling black aura, like a venomous snake, shot out from within, circled in the air, emitted a silent shriek, and suddenly pierced into Feng Tianyang's brow.
This is the most vicious torture method used by witchcraft families: using tamed evil spirits to forcibly invade the other party's consciousness, tearing apart their mental defenses, and digging out secrets from the depths of their soul.
"Ugh—!"
Feng Tianyang's unfocused pupils suddenly contracted, and he let out a scream more shrill than ever before.
His body convulsed violently, as if countless invisible hands were tearing and churning wildly inside his brain.
The pain that originates from the soul is far beyond any physical torture.
At this moment, his mental defenses completely collapsed.
"I said...I said..."
Feng Tianyang's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, his eyes completely unfocused, and he fell into a hazy, half-awake state.
He began to recount, in fits and starts, the secret that the entire world of supernatural beings had been desperately searching for.
"It was...it was at the beginning of the year..."
"The leader of Quanxing Sect, Wugensheng, used a method called 'Qingxi' to gather all of us..."
"There were thirty-six of them in total, all of whom he considered to be... good friends with whom he got along well."
“We went deep into the Qinling Mountains, to a place called… Twenty-Four Valleys.”
His voice grew clearer and clearer, as if he were immersed in the memory that changed his life.
"That place is mysterious and dangerous."
Ordinary people who enter the valley can be activated by the Qi within, ascending to heaven in one step and becoming extraordinary individuals.
But those of us who have already practiced Qi, without Wugensheng's guidance, will have our Qi uncontrollably and wildly accumulate within us, and eventually... eventually, we will explode and die.
“We followed Wugensheng and eventually entered a cave called ‘What is Human Cave’.”
"Right there, the thirty-six of us faced heaven and earth, swore an oath of blood, and became sworn brothers."
"It was at that time that we learned that Wugensheng's methods were called 'divine spirits'."
"His real name is Feng Yao. He also has a teenage daughter, but unfortunately she is sick, and very sick."
A complex expression appeared on Feng Tianyang's face, as if he were reminiscing or feeling fear at the same time.
"After we became sworn brothers, Wugensheng told us that there were many other caves in this Hewei Cave, where even greater opportunities were hidden."
He said, 'If any of you can find it, I will tell you the real secret of this place.'
The secret is so big... that it could allow us to do even greater things.
"But we searched the cave from top to bottom and found no one."
"While staying in the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley, I could feel my cultivation level increasing day by day, but I always felt... something was missing, and there was no fundamental breakthrough."
"Everyone got a little bored after staying here for so long."
"One night, we were drinking around the campfire when someone mentioned that the Japanese army outside was about to be defeated, so we all raised our glasses to celebrate."
"After drinking to our hearts' content, Huang Fang of Honghuaxian asked us with a smile, 'What are your dreams after the war ends and the world is at peace?'"
A barely perceptible, nostalgic smile appeared on Feng Tianyang's lips.
Bian Tong from the Natural Gate said that he just wants to go back to his hometown, get married, have a bunch of kids, and live a peaceful life.
"Lin Zifeng of the Secret Painting School said he wanted to go to the West to learn painting and paint the most beautiful scenery in the world."
"Liu Deshui of Yanwu Hall said he wanted to go abroad to see what was so different about those blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners compared to us."
At this point, Feng Tianyang paused, as if he had remembered something interesting.
"At that time, Dou Ruchang curled his lip, took a big gulp of wine, and cursed: 'Look at all you people! We're all Qi cultivators, don't you have any thoughts on cultivation?'"
"The atmosphere changed the moment he asked that question."
"Gu Qiting, who had been mostly silent, said quietly that he wanted to see the whole picture of everything in this world."
"Zhou Sheng of Wudang said that he wanted to control the changes in the world."
"A girl named Duanmu Ying said she wanted to cure all the diseases in the world and save all the people."
"And there's Ma Ben, that weapon-forging fanatic. He says he wants to create a completely new and unprecedented weapon-forging method."
"When we heard this, we all thought these ideas were too absurd and impractical, and we all burst into laughter."
The smile on Feng Tianyang's face gradually faded, replaced by a deep weariness and sorrow.
"How ridiculous... Now that I think about it, we are the most ridiculous ones."
"After staying in the valley for a long time, it became incredibly boring, and some people couldn't sit still and started clamoring to go home."
"After discussing it, we realized that staying here any longer wasn't a solution, so we decided to go home and contact each other again later."