Maple Leaf City, a dark and damp underground water prison.

There is a kind of water plant called Philodendron growing in the water prison. This kind of water plant has strong vitality and can survive as long as there is water.

This extremely harsh environment also made this aquatic plant extremely yin-y, making the entire water prison filled with a damp, cold air.

If a monk stays here for a long time, not only will his muscles and veins be eroded by the cold air, leading to decay and unbearable pain, but his whole body will also be covered with black spots, and he will suffer pain that is worse than death, but it will not be fatal.

Because of this, if someone is trapped here, they will endure inhuman torture for decades or even hundreds of years, which is much more terrifying than being killed directly.

"Ah...it happened again."

Suddenly, a hoarse, weak sound of pain came from the water prison, and in the dim light, an old man with disheveled hair and black spots all over his body was seen.

His breath was weak, and the muscles in his entire body were trembling. This was the cold air raging in his body again, slowly eating away at his body.

While the old man was trembling, the iron chains binding his hands and feet made a clattering sound, alarming the cold crocodile outside the water prison.

Several cold-blooded crocodiles stared at the old man with their big blood-red eyes, eager to swallow him in one gulp.

"Tell me, where is what I want?"

A cold female voice sounded, echoing throughout the water prison, and it was unclear where it came from.

"You...if you have the ability, kill me. Otherwise, I won't tell you even if I die."

The old man's voice was weak and weak, but his words were sonorous and powerful, and he refused to give in.

"Hmph! If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink it as a penalty. Do you really have to see your grandson die in front of you before you're willing to say anything?"

The owner of the voice in the dark seemed angry.

"If you tell me, I can protect him from death, as long as he is willing to live."

"Hahaha...Qian Yanyun, you are so easy to fool me? When you took Qi'er's fighting soul and used it to refine the weapon soul, you defeated my Qin family members. One day, Qi'er will use you to refine it with his own hands.

The sword I made, I will cut you with my own hands!"

The old man imprisoned in the water prison is Qin Nanqi's grandfather, Qin Zhenxiao.

And the female voice in the darkness was that of Qian Yanyun. He had been imprisoned here by Qian Yanyun for several months, enduring inhuman torture, but he had never revealed the whereabouts of what Qian Yanyun wanted.

Because that thing is not in the Qin family at all, or even on his body, but on Qin Nanqi's body!

That thing was exactly the small palm-sized silver sword he had given to Qin Nanqi. It was left by Qin Nanqi's parents and was said to be left to Qin Nanqi in the future.

If he can reach a certain level, the silver sword will help him. If not, just keep it in mind.

In the past few months, Qin Zhenxiao wanted to commit suicide more than once, trying to cut off Qian Yanyun's last thoughts, but his captors discovered him and made him unable to even seek death.

Until the end, Qin Zhenxiao himself gave up. Since he couldn't die, he wanted to see with his own eyes how his grandson came back to seek revenge on Qian Yanyun.

He believes that one day, ten or twenty years, he is willing to wait.

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I will find out sooner or later and I will find a way to make you speak. If you don't tell me, then I will kill a Qin clan member in front of you every day until you speak."

Qian Yanyun's words are chilling, as she always seems to be able to break through the weakest places in other people's hearts.

"You, you are despicable, you will not die well!"

When Qin Zhenxiao heard this, his eyes were blood red, showing bloodthirsty.

"There is no such thing as despicable in being a king or losing a bandit."

Qian Yanyun sneered, not caring what Qin Zhenxiao thought of him.

He turned to another dark place and asked.

"Gu worm, how's the research going?"

"The Memory Swallowing Demonic Insect is too difficult to find. However, the Hall Master already knows the whereabouts of the Demonic Insect. It won't take long to find it. At that time, he will spend a lot of money to refine it into the Memory Swallowing Gu. Even if this old guy commits suicide, the Memory Swallowing Gu will still be found.

Able to extract all his memories."

There was a sharp voice in the darkness. It was impossible to distinguish between male and female, and it only made people feel creepy.

When Qin Zhenxiao heard this, his face changed with shock. Wouldn't death solve the problem?

"That's good. This matter needs to be done as soon as possible. There is no room for sloppiness."

Qian Yanyun's words are serious.

…

Except for Qin Zhenxiao who endured constant torture, the Qin family and the Li family were all treated like livestock, digging holes under the Qin family's original mansion and digging for ore.

In addition to some stones containing weak spiritual energy, these ores also contain some low-level metals.

From the excavation to the present, the mine is three hundred meters deep. This is because after fifty meters of depth, the stones are nourished by spiritual energy and become extremely tough, making it difficult for monks in the body tempering realm to dig out, while the cultivation of the monks in the pulse refining realm is difficult.

Because it was blocked again.

The further down you go, the richer the spiritual energy becomes, making the rocks tougher. Sometimes, if you are not careful, the spiritual energy riots, or the mine collapses, which will be a huge disaster.

According to the speculation of the people of the Demon Alliance, this place should be a vein close to the low-grade spiritual stone, or it may be a real vein of low-grade spiritual stone. Once mined, the strength of the Demon Alliance will inevitably increase dramatically.

You know, even the big families in the imperial city may not be able to control a low-grade spiritual stone vein on their own.

It is precisely because of this that the Demon Alliance launched a large-scale attack and even sent strong men at the hall master level to guard the area.

"You guys, go to Mine No. 680 and you must mine it out."

The original Qin Mansion has turned into a huge deep pit with a length of hundreds of meters, and the pit is surrounded by mines. At this moment, several people from the Demon Alliance are standing in the pit, facing several Qin people.

The people at home shouted.

Because there are so many mines, each mine has a number.

"Mine No. 680!"

Several people from the Qin clan who had just returned from mining the ore changed their faces when they heard this.

Mine No. 680 was a newly dug mine last month. When it was first dug, it caused a spiritual energy riot, resulting in the death of more than ten people on the spot.

A few days ago, many people were assigned there, and without exception, they were killed due to the spiritual energy riot.

This also makes Mine No. 680 synonymous with death. Whenever Mine No. 680 is mentioned, everyone is shocked.

"I, we... we are going to die. The spiritual energy is too unstable and cannot be mined at all."

One of the Qin people said in a low voice.

Snapped!

The man from the Demon Alliance was furious when he heard the sound, and slapped the man in the face, causing blood to bleed from his mouth and nose. He flew away and hit the stone wall.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to insist on what I say? You don't even want to go, do you? Are you afraid of death?"

The man from the Demon Alliance smiled ferociously.
Chapter completed!