The blade of light descended once more, causing blood to splatter everywhere.
Chen Qianhua stared at the wounds on his body.
The second slash wasn't any different from the previous slash.
Then came the third slash, the fourth slash …
As the slashes continued, everything that had happened previously was perfectly repeated.
Chen Qianhua knew where Yan Zhaoge's next slash would land, how deep and how long it would be. He even knew that Yan Zhaoge would flick his wrist when he pulled out the blade.
Every subsequent slash was akin to a reincarnation cycle.
When everything ended, Chen Qianhua, who was covered in blood and flesh, went into a daze.
The wounds on his body disappeared once more, and Yan Zhaoge's fingertips extended another blade of light, which stood calmly in front of him.
And so, the third round began …
As if there was no end to it.
"Yan Zhaoge!" Chen Qianhua suddenly roared.
"What?" Yan Zhaoge replied calmly, and another slash descended.
It was the same as what Chen Qianhua remembered.
Only, this time, Yan Zhaoge didn't attack personally. The blade of light hovered in the air and moved on its own.
The sequence and trajectory of the slashes were the same as before.
And so, a new reincarnation cycle began.
"Of course, I don't have the mood to play with you here." Yan Zhaoge said calmly, "But don't worry. I'm using the Aeon Light Heavenly Scripture, Immortal Trapping Sword, Hill Light Flying Immortal Scripture, and other techniques to create this current situation."
"You should've felt it. This isn't a fake illusion. Instead, time is continuously rewinding and resetting itself."
Yan Zhaoge looked down at Chen Qianhua and said coldly, "Within this limited space, it's not difficult for me to create a short period of time rewinding and suppress you, whose cultivation has been crippled."
"Otherwise, after your cultivation is abolished, you will suffer the punishment of death by a thousand cuts. It is very easy for you to die from blood loss."
Chen Qianhua suffered another slash and groaned.
"I know that death isn't scary to you, and you don't mind it. But believe me, there are many things scarier than death in this world."
Yan Zhaoge laughed lightly, "If I change it for you, perhaps a lunatic like you would find it interesting?"
Rather than saying that Chen Qianhua was in pain due to his injuries, it was more accurate to say that he was frustrated and anxious.
"Now, isn't it interesting?" The smile on Yan Zhaoge's face vanished, "Now, I'll talk some nonsense with you here. After this, you can slowly play by yourself here."
Chen Qianhua gritted his teeth. His body twisted and struggled, but he could not really move.
"I've thought of many ways to deal with a wretch like you." Yan Zhaoge said leisurely, "For example, I can specially make a toilet and seal you at the bottom, allowing you to undergo the baptism of the human world's five grain storms day and night."
"But then I thought, every time a different person comes, you will also find it very fresh and interesting, right? Should I teach you a lesson or take care of you? This is not appropriate, not appropriate, "Yan Zhaoge clenched his right hand into a fist and lightly punched his left palm.
"However, we can only take one person. Then, I will intercept and reverse time like now, so that you will be a toilet for the same person. Moreover, the shape, size, volume, speed, and process will be the same every time."
Yan Zhaoge smiled as he looked at Chen Qianhua, "Which one do you prefer, this method or what you're experiencing now?"
While he was smiling, Yan Zhaoge's gaze was ice-cold, devoid of any hint of a smile. His gaze caused Chen Qianhua to feel a burning pain.
"There's another way." Yan Zhaoge's tone was ice-cold, "I can seal your body so that you won't be able to move at all. Then, I'll pluck out your two eyeballs and tongue. However, your sense of touch, hearing, and smell will remain."
"However, you don't have to worry. The place where you're locked won't have any sound or smell."
"You can stay in this environment until the end of time." Yan Zhaoge lowered his head and looked at Chen Qianhua, "You love to play around and guess. Do you want to guess how long you can last in such an environment?"
Chen Qianhua closed his eyes and did not answer. His body trembled slightly as if he was forcefully enduring something. His anxiety was already written all over his face.
Yan Zhaoge looked at him calmly, tilting his head slightly, "You see, I'm still very humane. At the end of the day, I still prepared a few different ways of playing for you, giving you a chance to change things up. Shouldn't you be thanking me? Let's have some basic manners, alright? "
"You, you're very angry!" The corner of Chen Qianhua's mouth twitched with difficulty as if he was smiling, "The reason why you're angry is because I spoiled your plans, but you can't do anything about it, right?"
He struggled to raise his head and look at Yan Zhaoge, "I've always felt regretful. You're an interesting person. However, like most people, your emotions would be affected by the mundane matters."
Chen Qianhua smiled bitterly, "The reason why you're torturing me now is because of your helplessness and anger towards other matters …"
Yan Zhaoge looked at him and suddenly burst out in laughter.
The blade of radiance continued to descend.
Very quickly, another cycle had begun.
Chen Qianhua was panting heavily like a trapped beast.
However, he still struggled to raise his head and look at Yan Zhaoge.
"Don't think so highly of yourself." Yan Zhaoge laughed and shook his head, "If I'm really angered to the point of losing my rationality, I'll just slap you to death."
He looked at Chen Qianhua in disdain, "You don't care about life and death? So what? What does that have to do with me? Why would I care if you're afraid of death? "
"As long as I'm satisfied with slapping you to death, who cares about your feelings?"
Yan Zhaoge shrugged, "If I'm worried about something else, would I even have the time to think of ways to deal with you?"
Chen Qianhua let out a groan, and another stream of blood spurted out from his body.
Despite knowing all the details, Chen Qianhua was still repeating the same thing over and over again. His anxiety and frustration had already reached the point of insanity.
And this nightmare that seemed to be endless reincarnation seemed to have no end.
However, a new doubt arose in his heart, which prompted him to ask with much difficulty, "The Earth Devil reincarnated and perished. Can you resurrect the dead?"
"Do you want to know what happened earlier? Do you want to know how I intend to solve this problem? "Yan Zhaoge lowered his head and looked at Chen Qianhua.
The two stared at each other, with Yan Zhaoge remaining silent.
Meanwhile, Chen Qianhua's pain continued accumulating in the reincarnation cycle. He gritted his teeth and endured it with much difficulty.
After a long time, Yan Zhaoge suddenly smiled and enunciated every word.
"No. Tell. Tell. You."
Then, he turned around and left. Without any hesitation, he disappeared without a trace.
Despite knowing that he might be humiliating himself, Chen Qianhua still blurted out his question.
He had to find something to distract himself and help him fight against his anxiety.
His anxiety and frustration couldn't be alleviated. Instead, it continued accumulating and finally escalated into pain.
"Yan! Zhao! Ge! "Chen Qianhua let out a pained and enraged roar!
His usual laziness no longer existed. His perseverance and patience had also been exhausted.
Within the cage of black flames, the enraged roars of a trapped beast resounded.
The only response he received was the light saber descending once again.
Neither fast nor slow, neither moving nor swaying.
Round after round.
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