Countless memories flooded into Yang Yu's mind. If it had been anyone else subjected to such a memory search by Yang Yu, they would have turned into an idiot long ago, but Li Rong's spiritual power was extremely strong, and he barely managed to withstand it.
When Yang Yu released his hand, Li Rong's black hair had turned completely white, and his entire being had instantly aged by decades.
"You... you can actually use... this Evil Magic!" Li Rong said with his last breath, giving Yang Yu a resentful glare.
"I'm merely using this magic," Yang Yu said coldly, "and you, starting from the age of ten, have been killing people, arson, rape, and looting—committing all kinds of evil. Yet you have the nerve to say I am using Evil Magic, what a joke!" Yang Yu continued, "I know what I needed to know, so I won't waste more words with you. Phoenix, you may proceed."
