Translator: Aran

  The young officer had just awoken when he fainted yet again to this horrifying torture. His entire body fell limp, the sweat and blood mixing together, his hands spasming unconsciously. He was left on his last, weak breaths.

  This Nether Soul rod's power was far too frightening.

  "Hahaha! Good!" "It seems like this little kid is finally satisfied with this.”


  The crowd laughed uproariously.

  Qi Yong had drunk slightly too much.

  He sto..