Old Zhao's eyes were filled with ferocity. He wanted to escape now, but he knew Mu Feng's strength. According to some investigations, Mu Feng's strength had likely long since surpassed realms he could only dream of reaching.
At this moment, a direct escape was an extremely unwise decision.
Your leverage was holding Madam Su hostage, making her your pawn.
At this instant, he produced a pill and crushed it.
"Mu Feng, if you take another step forward, I will immediately make Madam Su wish she were dead."
"Don't you care about her life very much?"
"If anything happens to me, she will only die a more miserable death. That蛊虫 (gǔ chóng -蛊 worm) will devour her brain."
"You can't imagine what that kind of pain is like, can you? Slowly feeling your brain being eaten away, as if your mind is about to leave your body."
Mu Feng smiled faintly and said, "Very well, then I would like to witness just how capable your methods are!"
Old Zhao thought Mu Feng didn't believe him, and the crushed pill turned to powder, which he scattered.
Madam Su felt the small worm in her head move faster.
The extreme pain distorted her face beyond recognition.
Coughing sounds came from her throat.
"Now you can turn around and see what that old man looks like. His suffering has reached its peak, and he can no longer speak."
"If you let me go, I can pacify the bone worms on him and save his old life."
"After all, he betrayed me, and sparing his life is my greatest benevolence."
Mu Feng sneered, "Do you really think I care about that old man's life?"
"Everything I told you earlier was just a ploy to kill with a borrowed knife."
"After all, Madam Su died at your hands, and you considered her a traitor."
"After he came to find you, he died right at your doorstep. This will become an unsolvable mystery."
"And his living would only bring me much trouble; it was better for him to die. You are the last clue I've captured."
Upon hearing this, Old Zhao finally reacted, his eyes filled with disbelief. "You used that old man?"
"Just as I guessed before, that old man lost his head at the critical moment."
"He has caused my downfall!"
After uttering this final, desperate remark, he directly waved his sleeve.
Over a dozen small insects were flung rapidly towards Mu Feng.
Mu Feng's lips curled into a dismissive cold smile, and an invisible barrier seemed to form around him.
The small insects flying towards him were almost instantly blocked mid-air.
They were crushed by invisible spiritual energy.
Old Zhao had thought he could delay Mu Feng for a moment. If he had a few seconds, he was confident he could escape from Mu Feng.
But Mu Feng gave him no such opportunity.
"How is this possible?"
"Your strength has actually reached above Grandmaster?"
The fear in his heart surged.
Because he knew only those who reached above Grandmaster could project their inner energy outward, and even current weapons likely couldn't harm him at this stage.
Mu Feng's face bore a mocking cold smile, "You have no idea of my strength, yet you rashly accepted that old man's invitation to deal with me."
"It seems you people are impatient, even dragging yourselves into matters from back then."
"I am very curious about who is behind you, to the point of finding even a蛊师 (gǔ shī -蛊 master) like you."
As he said this, he took a step forward and instantly appeared before Old Zhao.
Old Zhao felt his vision blur, and Mu Feng had already grabbed him by the neck.
He struggled to breathe, unable to draw in any air. At this moment, he felt as if his heart was being clutched tightly.
The fear of death contorted his face.
"Ugh…"
He wanted to speak, but his throat was choked, stifling his words.
Mu Feng coldly laughed, "Don't rush. I will give you a chance to speak. Now I need to remove the things from your body."
As his voice fell, his spiritual energy erupted.
It directly expelled all the hidden蛊虫 (gǔ chóng -蛊 worms) from Old Zhao's body.
His spiritual energy was not ordinary internal energy; it could be commanded at will.
Old Zhao's expression became even more fearful as he felt the蛊虫 (gǔ chóng -蛊 worms) disappear.
Against ordinary martial artists, he was poisonous all over, but against Mu Feng, his poisons were useless.
They couldn't even break through Mu Feng's protective aura.
Mu Feng said with a faint smile, "We can have a good chat now. You like to torture people with蛊虫 (gǔ chóng -蛊 worms), don't you? I'll let you experience what true pain is."
He produced over a dozen silver needles and directly inserted them into Old Zhao's body.
Then, he released his grip.
Old Zhao collapsed to the ground, cries of agony erupting from him.
"Spare me! Give me a quick end!"
"I didn't participate when your clan was targeted back then. I was just a member of the clan."
"I had no idea what those things were. Even when Madam Su came to our clan for help, I was merely sent out to assist."
"Moreover, you can't afford to offend our clan. I am just a minor pawn within the clan."
"Killing me will bring you no benefit."
The intense pain had already caused his mental state to crumble.
His eyes were filled with pleading.
"Either you don't want to get angry, or just give me a quick death!"
"Whatever you want to ask, I will tell you."
Old Zhao lay on the ground, having lost all will to resist.
But no matter what he said, Mu Feng seemed not to hear, standing there calmly without the slightest movement.
His eyes were like a lake, still and unrippled.
"What exactly do you want? Say something!"
"Stop torturing me. We have no enmity between us."
"You bastard, you'd better kill me, or you will surely die. My clan is far beyond your ability to resist. Killing me will not end well for you!"
From pleading to exasperation, and finally to complete mental breakdown.
A faint, cold smile appeared on Mu Feng's face. "Now you can answer my questions."
"Where are you from? And who do you serve?"
"Was it them behind the massacre of my clan back then?"
At this moment, Old Zhao's mentality had completely collapsed, and he answered without hesitation.