"You're courting death!"
Feng Wuchen's expression finally turned gloomy, his eyes flickering with fierce murderous intent as he reached out through the air, and directly pulled the old man toward him.
"I have ten thousand ways to make you die painfully, you better not regret it!"
Feng Wuchen said menacingly, as the horrifying Wu Fire spread out, covering the old man's entire body.
"Ah..."
As the Wu Fire ruthlessly devoured him, the old man screamed in agony, struggling desperately.
"Even at the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm, you're nothing more than this," Liu Qingyang mocked mercilessly, devoid of any sympathy.
The Dragon Emperor shook his head and said, "He's stubbornly foolish, preferring death over sharing information. Brother Feng, let him depart from this world; don't waste time, there's only a day left before the Endless Abyss closes."
