982: Chapter 980 Agonizing Torture 982: Chapter 980 Agonizing Torture “No, no!”
Ji Ruxue scread frantically as she was dragged aside, and soon five black-clad won appeared with a black zither in their hands.
Xiao Yifeng sat cross-legged in the center of the Training Ground, while everyone from Tianyin Sect retreated to both sides.
The five black-clad won sat in a circle around Xiao Yifeng, placing the black zithers on their laps, their faces expressionless.
Zheng!
As the first black-clad woman plucked the zither strings, a unique lody imdiately sounded, followed by the other four won strumming their strings.
Gu Qingcheng and Ji Ruxue stood silently on either side, their eyes filled with imnse worry, their faces taut.
Zheng!
Zheng!
Zheng!
Zheng!
Zheng!
The strings before the five won were then plucked in unison, sending waves of the unique lody toward Xiao Yifeng’s ears, a sound imperceptible to outsiders, which seed quite extraordinary.
Keng!
Keng!
Keng!
Keng!
Keng!
The lody suddenly intensified, becoming unbearably shrill; simultaneously, a demonic sound began to emanate, carrying an invisible force attacking directly at Xiao Yifeng’s soul.
The Soul-Devouring Demon Sound officially started!
Xiao Yifeng imdiately felt the dreadful sound invade his brain through his ears, launching an assault on his soul.
Ah!
Unable to bear the pain, Xiao Yifeng let out a sharp cry, his hands clutching his ears in vain as the demonic sound relentlessly penetrated his brain.
Invisible sound waves assaulted his soul, giving him a sensation of being torn apart, his face suddenly twisting in agony and ferocity.
“Hold on!”
Long Qian’s voice rang out.
Xiao Yifeng swung his arms violently, channeling the Nine Stars Tyrant Body Art, steadying his mind and gritting his teeth to endure.
Starforce enveloped Xiao Yifeng’s entire body, but it had no effect against the Soul-Devouring Demon Sound.
As the five won played the strings faster, the attack of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sound beca increasingly stronger.
The demon sound grew even sharper, carrying a terrifying force, rushing toward Xiao Yifeng’s brain, striving to completely dismantle and tear apart his soul.
Ah!!
Xiao Yifeng emitted a painful yell, his face contorted fiercely, eyes brimming with agony, his body trembling, forehead beading with copious amounts of cold sweat.
“No, no!”
Watching Xiao Yifeng’s agonized state, tears glittered in Ji Ruxue’s eyes as she kept shouting.
Put!
Xiao Yifeng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his complexion deathly pale, his body swaying as if about to fall, yet he was desperately holding on, and only fifteen minutes had passed so far.
“Master, please make them stop, he’s really going to die if this continues,”
Gu Qingcheng pleaded, looking at Jing Xuan.
“This is his own choice.
If he can’t withstand it, he can say so!”
Jing Xuan said indifferently.
“Master, please spare him.
I can stay in the Water Prison for life if only you would spare him,”
Ji Ruxue begged, knocking her head on the ground as she spoke to Jing Xuan.
“Kid, can you still hold on??”
Jing Xuan said to Xiao Yifeng.
“Two hours haven’t passed yet; I can still hold on.”
Xiao Yifeng’s face was fierce, and he ground his teeth as he spat out his words.
Ah!
Xiao Yifeng let out a piercing scream as an invisible aura burst forth from his body, his eyes flashing with a blood-red light.
Under the attack of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sound, Xiao Yifeng’s soul was continuously torn and overwheld, but every ti his soul was about to be completely shattered and overwheld,
the Dragon Soul from Long Qian released a golden light that enveloped Xiao Yifeng’s soul, allowing it to recover quickly, and Xiao Yifeng’s soul beca even stronger.
In this way, Xiao Yifeng endured pain that was worse than death, his soul continuously torn and overwheld by the Soul-Devouring Demon Sound, then repaired by the Dragon Soul, undergoing unimaginable agony between life and death.
This sensation was like being beaten to within an inch of one’s life, then being miraculously revived, in an endless loop.
Even though his soul hadn’t shattered, Xiao Yifeng felt that his mind and spirit were about to completely collapse.
Covered in sweat, his lips and cheeks had turned unnaturally pale, his eyes conveying pain, his body seed listless, and blood began to seep from his every orifice, creating a terrifying sight.
An hour had passed by now.
“To endure this long, indeed is beyond my expectations.”
Jing Xuan’s voice rang out.
“Master, he’s almost at his limit.
Please let him go,”
Gu Qingcheng, looking at Xiao Yifeng, her eyes filled with concern, her face twisted in angst, implored Jing Xuan.
“Unless he says stop, the Soul-Devouring Demon Sound will not cease.”
Jing Xuan said solemnly.
As ti ticked away second by second, the five won in black continuously plucked the strings, unleashing the Soul-Devouring Demon Sound, a terrifying sonic assault that kept invading Xiao Yifeng’s brain, giving him a sensation as if it would explode.
Blood continuously poured from his seven orifices, a ghastly sight.
Xiao Yifeng’s life force, amid this painful tornt, seed extrely feeble, as if it might dissipate at any mont.
“You fool, just say stop, or you’ll really lose your life.
I’m not worth this!”
Ji Ruxue’s eyes brimd with tears as she looked at Xiao Yifeng and scread.
Gu Qingcheng covered her lips, her eyes flashing with a complex gaze as she watched Xiao Yifeng.
The surrounding disciples of Tianyin Sect, seeing Xiao Yifeng in this state, could hardly bear to look, and many were moved by his perseverance.
Pu!
Xiao Yifeng spat out another mouthful of blood, his breath weak, his body swaying, teetering on the edge of life force dissipating, his soul heading for Hell.
“Kid, you better hold on.
You absolutely can’t die.
If you do, all our efforts will be wasted,”
Long Qian’s voice echoed in Xiao Yifeng’s mind, constantly reminding him.
“Endure!
Endure!”
Xiao Yifeng urged himself on internally, gritting his teeth and persisting, his lips were already bitten and bleeding, but he felt nothing.
He was now relying solely on the last thread of his will to keep going, unable to fall.
Once he fell, he would be beyond saving.
Xiao Yifeng’s soul, under the onslaught of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sound, grew stronger and stronger, as though reaching a certain limit.
Long Qian still continually released golden light to rapidly heal Xiao Yifeng’s soul.
Without Long Qian, Xiao Yifeng would have likely perished under the Soul-Devouring Demon Sound, unable to hold on till now.
Finally, amid the prolonged agony, just as Xiao Yifeng felt he was about to completely fall apart, Jing Xuan’s voice sounded.
“Two hours are up!”
Imdiately, the five won in black ceased plucking the strings, and at last, the Soul-Devouring Demon Sound stopped.
Pu!
Xiao Yifeng spat out another mouthful of blood, his body trembling.
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