Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"Wu Sheng, the evidence is conclusive that you practice the secret method of corpse path. Do you have anything else to say?" Leng Tianlu asked.

Song Wendao said, "I have nothing to say, but can you allow me to use the jade slip to inform my friends?"

Leng Tianlu said disdainfully.

"What, you want to find someone to intercede? I advise you, don't waste your efforts, it's useless to find anyone. The prohibition on practicing all demonic techniques is the rule set by the founder. No one in the sect is allowed to violate it."

Leng Tianlu looked like an iron-faced judge, fair and strict.

Song Wen took out Rong Jingyun's jade slip.

He passed on the news that the corpse energy and vitality of the human snake showed signs of merging, and that the human snake had been robbed.

"Come here, escort Wu Sheng back to the law enforcement hall."

Two monks in the late stage of Qi training came to Song Wen, one on the left and one on the right, and they were about to capture Song Wen.

"No, I'll go by myself."

Song Wen's face was full of pain, and he seemed to be enduring the huge pain in his body as he stood up from the ground with difficulty.

Leng Tianlu glanced at Song Wen and said coldly.

"Walk!"

Arriving outside the cave, Song Wen could no longer fly with his sword. He crushed a flying talisman and followed Leng Tianlu, slowly heading towards the Law Enforcement Hall.

Soon, Song Wen was taken to the depths of the law enforcement hall and put into a prison cell. He was also tied up with a chain by Leng Tianlu, making it difficult to move.

"Wu Sheng, I just retrieved your file. You were originally a casual cultivator and only joined the Beast Control Sect four years ago. The secret method of corpse path you practiced should have been obtained before joining the sect. ?”

"Tell me! Why did you deliberately join the sect? Are you a spy sent by the devil?"

Leng Tianlu interrogated sternly with a cold face.

Song Wen was tied up, but there was no fear on his face, and he looked unworried.

"Elder Leng, with your status, you have no right to interfere with the secrets of the corpse path. I am a little curious as to who reported me for secretly refining and selling alchemy."

Seeing that Song Wen was about to die and still dared to despise him, Leng Tianlu became furious.

"Wu Sheng, you are forcing me to torture you."

He raised his hand and waved, and dozens of torture instruments with a cold light appeared in front of him.

Leng Tianlu was among them, pulling out a foot-long curved blade.

"This knife is called the Soul-Splitting Blade. It is the most precious one among this set of torture tools. It is a top-quality spiritual weapon. It contains a wisp of soul-devouring true fire. This fire has the effect of hurting people's souls."

"With one strike, the physical pain is secondary. The most despairing thing is that the soul-devouring true fire will invade the soul and burn it, making people miserable."

While speaking, Leng Tianlu stabbed Song Wen's pipa bone with his knife.

Song Wen's face was ferocious, and veins popped up on his forehead, like swarming earthworms.

"ah!"

Song Wen gritted his teeth and let out a low roar.

The burning sensation coming from his soul made him extremely painful.

But it's still within his tolerance.

He has split souls many times and created scapegoats.

The tolerance for soul pain is much higher than that of ordinary people.

"It seems that you are quite able to endure the pain of the spiritual fire burning your soul. Those early-stage foundation-building monks who were injured by the soul-splitting knife in the past were in agony and begging bitterly."

Leng Tianlu pulled out the soul-splitting blade, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

His fingers gently slid over the blade, stained with scarlet blood, and he brought it to his mouth.

Leng Tianlu licked the blood on his fingers, his expression became twisted and crazy.

"I just like that a tough guy like you can let me torture you for a little longer..."

Before Leng Tianlu finished speaking, his face suddenly looked shocked.

The tip of his tongue suddenly felt a strong sting, like countless steel needles piercing the tip of his tongue.

"How come there is poison in your blood!"

"Bah! Bah! Bah..."

Leng Tianlu spat several times, trying to spit out the poisonous blood remaining in his mouth.

At the same time, he hurriedly used his magic power to force the toxins out of his body.

The poison he swallowed was not too much, and since he was a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk, this little poison couldn't hurt him.

After a while, he forced the poison out, but the tip of his tongue was still burning with pain.

Leng Tianlu's face was sinister, and he held the knife in his right hand, preparing to pierce the soul-breaking blade into Song Wen's body again.

"You will regret it." Song Wen said coldly.

"Hmph, a prisoner below the rank dares to threaten me." Leng Tianlu said sarcastically.

With that said, he stabbed Song Wen with the soul-breaking blade again.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded.

Rong Jingyun's figure appeared in the prison.

Behind her were Zhou Siyi and two foundation-building monks from the Law Enforcement Hall.

Hearing this, Leng Tianlu turned around and looked at Rong Jingyun.

"Elder Rong, you are the elder Danfeng, why did you force your way into the prison of my Law Enforcement Hall?"

Rong Jingyun glanced at Song Wen and made sure that Song Wen was fine before she replied.

"Wu Sheng is my elder Danfeng. There must be a reason for your law enforcement hall to arrest people, right?"

Leng Tianlu said, "Humph! When we arrest someone in the Law Enforcement Hall, do we have to report it to you Rong Jingyun?"

After saying that, he looked at the two law enforcement hall monks beside Rong Jingyun.

"What do you do for food? Why do you let outsiders enter the prison?"

Facing Leng Tianlu's questioning, the two law enforcement hall monks flinched, one of them said.

"Elder Leng, Elder Rong has recruited Jade Slips. She is the elder of the town pavilion. We dare not stop her."

The status of the Zhenge elders in the Beast Control Sect is second only to the strong ones of the Golden Core. Except for some sect restricted areas, the Zhenge elders can enter and exit freely.

"Elder Zhenge!"

Leng Tianlu looked at Rong Jingyun with a hint of fear.

"Even if you are the elder of the town, you have no right to interfere with the affairs of the Law Enforcement Hall."

He pointed at Song Wen and continued.

"Besides, this person is a demon spy. Even if I kill him on the spot, you have no right to interfere."

Hearing this, Rong Jingyun looked at Song Wen with a hint of doubt.

The corpse-refining talent shown by Song Wen is indeed a bit incredible.

"Could it be that the Law Enforcement Hall has evidence that Wu Sheng colluded with the devil?"

This thought flashed through Rong Jingyun's mind.

Zhou Siyi, who was standing behind Rong Jingyun, didn't think as much as Rong Jingyun. After hearing Leng Tianlu's words, she was very angry and refuted loudly.

"You are trying to incriminate me! What evidence do you have to prove that Junior Brother Wu is a demon spy?"

Leng Tianlu smiled.

"Evidence? There is a lot of corpse evil energy remaining in his cave. He has only joined the sect for four years. He is not a demon spy!"

Zhou Siyi's face was full of anger.

"Just because there is corpse energy in Junior Brother Wu's cave, you say he is a spy!"

"Then I also have the aura of corpse evil in my body. Am I also a demon spy?"

As she spoke, she withdrew the spiritual power that activated the Hao Qi Mirror.

Instantly, a strong corpse-evil aura filled her body.