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The three figures continued downward along the spiral staircase.

On the surface, it was just a checkpoint, Sui Chong Pass, but underground it was a whole different world.

When Chen Yunyun stopped walking, Fang Yu and Ding Hui once again saw Hei Wu Jue.

Unlike his previous arrogance, even facing death, resolute and ready to drag everyone down with him.

At this moment, Hei Wu Jue’s eyes were lifeless, dazed, as if he’s been intensely stimulated. His mouth hung open, drooling like a fool.

Fang Yu saw Hei Wu Jue hadn’t acquired many new wounds, yet was tormented into such a state?

His expression shifted slightly, as Fang Yu subtly glanced over at Chen Yunyun beside him.

He had to admit, he had been a little numbed by Chen Yunyun’s sincerity and naivety earlier, almost forgetting that she was... the acting guardian of the entire Sui Chong Pass!

Regardless of whether it’s a few months or even just a few days as a gatekeeper, if one lacks the ability or strength, they wouldn’t be qualified to manage this place well.

And clearly, besides her dedication to rescuing her master, Chen Yunyun also possessed the means and capabilities of someone in a superior position.

The nearly dying Hei Wu Jue before them was proof.

A person not ruthless enough couldn’t give the order to torture someone to this extent.

”Lord Shouguan!”

A guy with heaps of iron trinkets hanging on him, a fellow with a bulbous nose, approached with a bright smile.

With just a few steps, the trinkets on his body jingled continuously.

Thin iron wire hooks, various sizes of hooked eagle claws, all covered in small wooden thorns, the sight of it was unsettling, and poisoned silver needles...

Various small ornaments hanging from him, as if he had just returned from a group purchase at some shady fair.

”Young Master Diao, this is Prison Chief Wei. He once served at the Heavenly Prison in the Capital, retired later, and was invited by my master to find some peace here.”

[Wei Chuan: 1000/1000.]

Old Wei waved with a smile.

”Caused trouble, made enemies, came here to seek shelter, asking for your master’s protection, and yet Lord Shouguan speaks so kindly of me. It’s nothing, nothing at all.”

Isn’t it, this old guy is quite formidable?

Just from his blood volume, Fang Yu couldn’t see anything remarkable about him.

However, what an interrogator needed was interrogation methods; a little lack in strength shouldn’t matter too much.

”Prison Chief Wei, did that guy spill any information?”

Fang Yu spoke, prompting Old Wei to laugh and reply.

”He spilled, and yet didn’t. This guy is just a pawn, the information he knows is limited.”

Saying that, Old Wei turned around and approached Hei Wu Jue.

The jingling on his body sounded, and the previously dazed and drooling Hei Wu Jue suddenly seemed like his nerves were stimulated.

Even if the distant jingling couldn’t reach him, but as soon as it moved closer, the guy’s pupils trembled violently as if returning to life.

Pupil shock, nothing less than this.

The visible terror, even Fang Yu, who wasn’t being tortured, could perceive Hei Wu Jue’s mood at the moment.

But strangely, Hei Wu Jue couldn’t move! He didn’t even have the ability to move slightly.

Fang Yu frowned.

Is it... really this exaggerated?

This is a mighty warrior of eight thousand characters.

Just one slip, becoming a prisoner, interrogated until he’s nearly mentally deranged.

Mind you, the one interrogating him is just an old man with only a thousand blood strength...

Fang Yu was perplexed about what methods Old Wei used to scare this guy, who wasn’t even afraid of death, into such a state.

And as Old Wei directly jabbed the poisoned wooden thorn into Hei Wu Jue’s hand...

”Ahhhhh!!!!”

The piercing scream instantly echoed through the entire prison.

What did he do?

Fang Yu didn’t understand.

He merely felt clearly that Old Wei directed a stream of Qi through that poisoned wooden thorn directly into Hei Wu Jue’s body.

”He’s amplifying Hei Wu Jue’s sensory stimuli, body sensitivity, and inducing a certain illusionary effect.”

Ding Hui’s voice echoed in Fang Yu’s mind at this moment.

Fang Yu frowned. If it’s just this level, then Ding Hui could also...

”Ahhh...”

The sound.

The sound of the scream was diminishing.

Fang Yu looked at Hei Wu Jue, noticing that Hei Wu Jue was rolling his eyes, drooling, showing that same foolish look as before.

And it was at this moment that Fang Yu realized something.

Qi.

Old Wei’s Qi was clashing with the Qi within Hei Wu Jue’s body!

Clashing, in Fang Yu’s concept, more accurately described as pollution, leveraging force to destroy the Qi Sea pathways within Hei Wu Jue!

Once the pathway circulation gets disrupted, the flowing Qi transforms into intense pain, akin to a nurse wrongly injecting into a vein, causing hand swelling, and the broken Qi Force pathways leading to only more severe and frantic consequences.

Adding to that Old Wei’s continuous input of Qi Force guidance, using Hei Wu Jue’s own power to internally torment him into madness seems not impossible.

”He used some special cultivation technique focused on tormenting people, I still can’t see the exact effects yet...”

Ding Hui’s voice rang out again. However, this time, as it involved martial arts, her understanding obviously lagged a bit.

Fang Yu now understood why Old Wei with only one thousand blood combat power could push Hei Wu Jue to this extent.

It absolutely came down to the specialization direction and cultivation technique.

Old Wei’s entire skillset might even include Qi Techniques solely learned to torment people, fundamentally diverging from the path of common martial artists.