Zheng Yi sneered coldly, "Hmph, even now you still refuse to confess. Do you think I can't find out without you telling me? Let me tell you, I already have some clues. Refusing to speak will only make you suffer more."
Hong Shan trembled slightly upon hearing this, but stubbornly said, "You... you can forget about it..."
Zheng Yi shook his head and then said, "Alright, since you're so obstinate, I'll continue to let you taste my punishments."
Hong Shan's consciousness began to blur, and strange visions appeared before him.
He saw the cultivators of Star Island and the people of the Earth Demon Race conspiring together.
Hong Shan wanted to see clearly, but his eyes were obscured by flames.
Meanwhile, Zheng Yi's voice, like a devil's whisper, continued to linger in his mind.
"Hong Shan, you only have a trace of soul left. If you continue to resist, I will have no choice but to obliterate your soul, leaving you unable to reincarnate forever!"
