"Nothing special," Chu Feng said calmly.
"What did Xia Yun'er say to you? What were you two talking about for so long?"
"Why did she want to meet you? What is your relationship with her?" Chu Xianshuo asked.
"No relationship," Chu Feng said.
"It seems you still don't understand the situation."
After saying this, Chu Xianshuo pointed a finger at Chu Feng. A golden beam shot from his fingertip, transforming into a blade of light that pierced straight toward Chu Feng.
Pfft— Blood sprayed as the golden blade of light passed through Chu Feng's chest.
Swish— He then swept his arm downward, and the golden blade that had pierced through Chu Feng slashed sideways inside his body.
Blood splattered everywhere. In the blink of an eye, he had severed Chu Feng's entire left shoulder and arm.
This was no ordinary form of attack — it was a special technique.
Although Chu Feng was a True Immortal with an indestructible physical body, this special attack could still inflict unimaginable pain upon him.
But Chu Feng didn't let out a single sound.
"So you're a tough one," Chu Xianshuo said, his brows furrowing slightly.
"Release me and let's fight fair and square," Chu Feng said.
"Ha ha, release you? Fight fair and square? On what basis?"
"With your cultivation at merely the first grade of True Immortal, what gives you the right to fight me? A single spit of mine could drown you," Chu Xianshuo said mockingly.
"Looks like you don't dare."
Chu Feng smiled faintly. Compared to Chu Xianshuo's insults, that smile of his carried an even sharper edge of mockery.
Pfft— Once again, the golden blade pierced into Chu Feng's body.
Yet Chu Feng's expression remained unchanged. He didn't cry out — he didn't even so much as twitch an eyelid.
"Good. Let me just how tough those bones of yours can be."
Murderous intent swirled in Chu Xianshuo's eyes. The golden blade in his hand continued to pierce through Chu Feng's body again and again.
Once…
Twice…
Ten times…
A hundred times…
A thousand times…
……
Chu Feng's once intact body was pierced into a sieve of flesh in the blink of an eye.
But Chu Feng still didn't let out a single cry.
Not only did he not cry out — he actually looked at Chu Xianshuo with a cold smile and said: "Is that all you've got? At least try to make me feel some pain."
"You want pain? I'll oblige."
As he spoke, Chu Xianshuo took out a small bottle, uncapped it, and splashed its contents toward Chu Feng.
Sssss— The next instant, green flames erupted across Chu Feng's body, burning away at his skin.
It was a special poison that inflicted unbearable agony.
But Chu Feng merely clenched his teeth tight, refusing to scream or shout.
"Damn it! Kill him, Chu Feng — kill this bastard!"
The Queen roared furiously from within the Spirit Formation space.
Though such wounds meant little to Chu Feng, watching him suffer such brutal torture with her own eyes was something the Queen simply could not endure.
"Don't worry, Egg. Even though we've lost the initiative and are at a complete disadvantage, he seems very curious about why that Holy Daughter wanted to meet with me."
"As long as I don't reveal anything, he won't kill me. And as long as I'm alive, I'll have a chance to escape."
"And once I do escape, the humiliation I've suffered today will be repaid tenfold."
Chu Feng reassured the Queen.
And in truth, his words were not mere comfort — this was his decision.
No matter who the other party was, anyone who dared humiliate him like this would not be let off so easily.