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Chapter 1198: Interrogation

“Should be fine.” He was pale with a wound infected with death energy on his chest, forcing a smile.

Alas, he closed his eyes and fell afterward. This was something that had killed saints before, let alone him.

“Feiyun!” She shouted.

“Haha, not even a saint can save him now.” The fourth lord laughed before attacking Yiyi: “That saint treasure is wasted in your possession.”

Yiyi dodged in time but remained in a precarious situation. He blocked the opening above the coffin so escaping was impossible.

She thought about destroying the wall with her ruler but he never gave her the chance, forcing her to be on the defensive.

It didn’t take long before she suffered another grievous injury. Being captured was only a matter of time.

What about Feiyun? Was he actually dead? Of course not.

He had a drop of grand saint’s blood within him, preventing the spread of death energy and protecting his inner core.

Such frightening destruction, just one strand is more than my phoenix bones and saint energy can take. What should I do? This drop of blood can’t last forever.

He thought about his spirit vessel and the shadow of the tablet in there. However, the vessel still endured its power without being destroyed. Perhaps this was his last chance.

He activated the dragon-horse river diagram and created a vortex to suck in the death energy.

He didn’t know what came next in the vessel but at the very least, the spread was gone now. Life force returned to his body starting from the inner core.

He ate ten blood pills and vitality returned as well. Instead of attacking right away, he thought about Di Zhong.

Meanwhile, the fourth lord thought Feiyun was dead and focused on Yiyi alone.

“Hmph, so young yet so strong already, how frightening. Just a few more decades and you’ll be stronger than me.” He was jealous because it took him twenty thousand years to reach the seventh level of Heaven’s Emergence.

These two had the talent to become saints in the future.

Although Yiyi had a saint artifact, the gap in cultivation made it impossible for her to inflict serious injuries. In the end, he still captured her and took the ruler away.

His body trembled with excitement as he caressed the ruler: “Less than ten for the entire human race, why did Aquamoon Deity entrust it to a little girl like you who can’t use it correctly, what a waste. Now, I can beat anyone below the saint realm, hahaha...”

He suddenly stopped laughing as if someone had grabbed his throat. He turned around and saw Feiyun floating behind him.

“Yo-you\'re alive?” He blurted.

“Yes, and you’ll be dead soon.” Feiyun said.

He was surprised for a moment before smiling: “Brat, you should have run out of the coffin while I was distracted but I suppose I can send you to hell for the second time.”

“I’ve already been through the gates of hell.” Feiyun smiled.

He had the ruler now and didn’t fear demi-saints, let alone this junior. He raised the ruler but for some reason, he couldn’t smash Feiyun to pieces.

A dried hand smashed his face, crushing his cheek and jaw along with one eye, leaving him in a gruesome state.

“Who?!” He bellowed in fear.

“Whoosh!” Di Zhong stood before him, displaying a rotten form without the dragon-phoenix armor.

He was furious and channeled power into the ruler, garnering a power tenfold stronger than what Yiyi did. The coffin exploded as a result.

“Bam!” Another smash from Di Zhong sent his head down his neck.

“Bam!” Another smash obliterated his arm, seizing both the ruler and the stone. Di Zhong tossed them to Feiyun and Yiyi.

The fourth lord was still alive and grew a new head and arm. However, fear overwhelmed him.

“A saint!” He attempted to escape.

“Boom!” Di Zhong destroyed three of his souls, forcing him down on his knees. He vomited blood and no longer had the strength to stand up.

An inner core flew out of Di Zhong’s corpse and returned to Feiyun’s body. The latter came closer to the fourth lord and asked: “Tell me, are you an invader?”

“Keke...” Blood streamed out of his mouth as he spoke: “Brat, you’re not worthy.”

“You best give me the list to avoid further agony.” Feiyun’s eyes turned cold, wanting to interrogate him for more names. This would allow him to be active instead of passive.

“You underestimate the will of a pseudo-saint.” The lord laughed, causing Feiyun to frown.

The guy was trying to explode - this would bury him and Yiyi.

He immediately used a death tribulation technique, destroying the remnant souls. The corpse fell to the ground.

He was not excited in the slightest since these men always committed suicide after being captured.

It’s fine, Shui Yueting paid so much and didn’t capture a single one, my failure is understandable.

He didn’t find anything useful on the corpse, only a large amount of spirit stones, spirit treasures, and pills.

He summoned Hell Yama and Qilin Monarch, letting them consume the corpse. They were far more powerful after the battle at Aquamoon, having devoured numerous demon corpses.

After eating this corpse, they might be strong enough to fight any rising star of this generation.

The two left the coffin with different destinations in mind. Feiyun went to Saint Nuwa’s temple while Yiyi returned to Aquamoon.

The sudden disappearance of a big shot demanded a reasonable answer. Letting the deity do the talking was the best option.

As for Feiyun, he understood that he was still too weak. He had the power to fight a pseudo-saint but there were too many weaknesses.

For example, reaction time and adaptability, master over dao laws, and momentum. He had to gain them through training and fighting; the dreams of his previous life weren’t enough.

Of course, this was due to his not relying on his dragon form and dragon-phoenix armor. With those two activated, he could fight demi-saints.

The issue was that this transformation made him lose control of his demon and evil affinity. They might take over him eventually.

If he had used it to kill the fourth lord, he might have taken Yiyi’s virginity. Shui Yueting would hunt him down then.