"Damn it, damn it!"
Watching their clansmen actually untie the ropes binding the Starfall Sacred Land's people one by one under Chu Feng's coercion, the Blood Devouring Demon Clan members who hadn't yet been tortured were gnashing their teeth in fury.
They all felt that this was a betrayal of their Blood Devouring Demon Clan — a disgrace to their people.
In an instant, the Blood Devouring Demon Clan members began hurling vicious words, their demeanor making it seem as though they wanted to tear the clansman who had submitted to Chu Feng limb from limb.
"Don't just stand around idle either. Speak — what exactly is your purpose in coming here? Why did you capture them?" Chu Feng asked the Blood Devouring Demon Clan members.
"Hmph, I'm not someone without backbone. Kill me, torture me, do whatever you want — but don't expect a single word from my lips," said the one who appeared to be their leader, his face set with defiance.
"Oh? Then let me see just how much backbone you really have."
As Chu Feng spoke, he swept his arm, and countless needle-like objects shot out from his sleeve like rain before plunging precisely into the bodies of every Blood Devouring Demon Clan member present.
This time, Chu Feng did not target just one person — he subjected every Blood Devouring Demon Clan member there to the same torturous technique.
The needles pierced their bodies, ravaging their souls. The agony was unbearable for the Blood Devouring Demon Clan members, and wails of misery filled the air — it was a truly pitiable sight.
Anyone unaware would have mistaken it for a scene from the depths of hell, or perhaps demonic cultivators tormenting innocent civilians.
But the reality was the exact opposite.
It was the demonic cultivators who were being tortured.
Watching this scene, many present felt their hair stand on end, a flicker of fear emerging in their gaze toward Chu Feng.
Though Chu Feng was himself a member of the demonic faction, this method of his was rather ruthless.
At that moment, they couldn't help but feel a measure of relief.
Thankfully, Chu Feng was on their side and not their enemy.
Otherwise, facing such an opponent would be far too terrifying.
"It... it's useless. Our Blood Devouring Demon Clan members will never betray our clan, no matter the cost."
"No matter how you threaten us, you'll get nothing."
The one who appeared to be their leader spoke through gritted teeth, his voice trembling and noticeably weak — it was clear he, too, could barely endure Chu Feng's torture. Yet the tone of his words carried a hint of provocation and mockery.
And indeed, as he had said, the bones of the Blood Devouring Demon Clan members seemed to have grown harder.
When it came to Chu Feng's questions, every single one of them would rather suffer the pain than offer an answer.
It was evident that they truly did have backbone.
After all, compared to something like untying ropes, betraying their clan's secrets was a far graver matter.
But Chu Feng showed no agitation. Instead, he wore a faint smile as he calmly observed the situation before him.
Chu Feng was waiting for the right moment, because torture was not merely physical — it was also an assault on the soul and the mind.
Unless one's willpower was sufficiently resolute, an ordinary person could not withstand it. And Chu Feng was simply waiting for the mental collapse of these Blood Devouring Demon Clan members.