"Chi chi chi"
Once she finished speaking, a sinister and vicious look suddenly surged onto Ya Fei's stunningly beautiful face. With a mere thought from her, the barrier automatically opened, and then the dense swarm of Soul-Devouring Insects, under her command, drilled into Chu Feng's body through the bloody wound.
In that moment, Chu Feng truly experienced pain that was nearly unbearable. This agony defied description, but calling it the worst torment he had ever endured up to this point would not be an exaggeration.
However, Chu Feng endured it. He clenched his teeth, glaring at Ya Fei with fury in his eyes, determined that if he survived, he would make this venomous woman pay the price she deserved.
"Hmph, you really can hold on. But it doesn't matter. Soon, these Soul-Devouring Insects will consume you. At that point, you'll become a puppet, and you'll do whatever I say."
"Actually, I don't care at all whether you have any connection to that monster. Even without you, I could have killed it."
"I brought you back for only two reasons. First, the method you used earlier was highly unusual. I suspect it was a secret technique. Whether it truly is or not will be clear after I kill you."
"But before I kill you, there's one more thing I must do. That is to use you to capture that little brat, Xiao Yu'er."
"That child is so special. I want to study her, figure out where she got that power. Though I don't know if her frail little body can withstand my torture."
"But it doesn't really matter. Even if I can't get her power, killing her means one less rival. After all, geniuses are better off fewer in number, wouldn't you agree?"
Ya Fei looked at Chu Feng with a smile, deliberately bringing her seductively red lips close to his. But to the current Chu Feng, this woman held no allure whatsoever—only danger.
Chu Feng was drenched in sweat, his body trembling uncontrollably. The torment of the Soul-Devouring Insects was indeed far beyond what ordinary people could endure.
But Chu Feng not only endured it; he even laughed. In a weak voice, he said to Ya Fei, "You bitch, you'd better kill me right now. Don't give me any chance, or I swear I'll make you pay."
"Oh my, you really are stubborn. I'm starting to admire you more and more. It's a pity, though—I need to use you to catch that Xiao Yu'er. And I must obtain the secret technique on you. That kind of thing is wasted on you; it can only unleash its true power in my hands."
"Hey, but don't worry. I, Ya Fei, swear to the heavens that after I'm done using you, I will make your death extremely painful. That's the price for your insult."
Ya Fei smiled eerily, then her jade-like hand slapped down viciously. With a sharp "pa," a red handprint appeared on Chu Feng's face.
After one slap, Ya Fei clearly wasn't satisfied. She raised her hand again, preparing to strike further.
"Knock knock knock, knock knock knock." Just then, the sound of knocking suddenly came from outside the main hall.
"What is it?" With a thought from Ya Fei, a dazzling light bloomed at the hall's entrance, eventually forming a barrier door.
Once the barrier door materialized, a woman at the Martial King realm walked in. She was one of Ya Fei's attendants, but her face was now filled with panic. "Lady Ya Fei, the monster has appeared again and is attacking our people proactively."
"Oh? Is it seeking revenge?"