"I suggest we torture this old thing first!"
At this point, he slowly turned around and looked at Han Qinhu with extreme resentment, "A bunch of shameless bastards. So what if I'm the dog of Shang Santian and Young Master Duan?"
"You finally admit that you're a lackey?"
Li Yunxiao, who was in the prison, smirked in disdain, "If Supreme Ye was still here, people like you who betray their friends for glory would have died countless times!"
"Supreme Ye?"
Xu Jianzhang chuckled when he heard that, "The reason why the Chinese cultivation world is where it is today is all thanks to Mad Southern Ye!"
"Unfortunately, this brat is dead!"
Xu Jianzhang laughed out loud as he spoke, "It doesn't matter if he dies, but his family won't be able to escape. You guys still don't know that Shang Santian already knows where the remaining members of the Ye family are buried. I believe there will be an outcome today!"
He paused for a moment and looked at everyone gloatingly, "When the time comes, I'll let you guys see the fate of the remaining members of the Ye family, especially Mad Southern Ye's woman. I heard that she's quite good-looking. I'll definitely ravage her."
"B * stard!"
"You'll die a horrible death!"
"Traitor, aren't you afraid that Supreme Ye's spirit won't be destroyed and will come for your life sooner or later?"
Han Qinhu and the rest glared at him when they heard that.
Duan Xing was happy to see that. He could not wait for the Chinese cultivation world to fall into internal strife.
"Come for my life?"
Xu Jianzhang seemed to have heard something funny, "Even if Ye is still alive, I'm still not afraid, let alone dead!"
"Torture him!"
Duan Xing scoffed. Someone walked over immediately, opened the prison, and dragged Han Qinhu, whose cultivation base was sealed, out.
At the same time, a black urn appeared in Duan Xing's hand. As the lid was opened, a colorful spider slowly crawled out of the urn.
As soon as they saw the colorful spider, everyone present subconsciously shuddered, as if they were being stared at by some ferocious beast.
"Let's play something different today!"
Duan Xing allowed the spider to crawl onto his palm and said, "This is a Ghost Spider. Its strength lies in the fact that it will drill into a person's ear and then crazily eat that person's brain.
His expression became incomparably ferocious. "During this period, that person won't die, but he will regret being born into this world!"
Xu Jianzhang waved his hand. "Bring him over!"
Han Qinhu couldn't help but reveal a look of despair, and then it was covered by a look of determination, "Rather than be treated like an animal by all of you, I'd rather die!"
He closed his lips and was about to bite his tongue to commit suicide.
At this moment, a series of screams suddenly rang out from outside. There was also a faint, pungent smell of blood.
"Not good, not good!"
A young man covered in blood stumbled in and knelt in front of Duan Xing, "Young Master Duan, bad news!"
Duan Xing's expression changed. "What happened?"
That person vomited blood and said, "Someone … someone killed their way in!"
"What?"
Duan Xing was shocked. He subconsciously wanted to go out and take a look. However, in the next moment, he saw an extremely eerie aura slowly spreading from outside.
The entire prison instantly fell into a chill, as if the temperature had suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees.
A skinny figure walked in from outside!
Duan Xing stopped abruptly and looked up.
It was a young man in black. His face was sharp, and his eyes were like lightning. A terrifying murderous aura emanated from his body.
He gave off a gloomy, bloodthirsty, and violent feeling. It was as if the other party was not a human, but a ghost that had escaped from hell.
Duan Xing's brows twitched. He felt that Ye Chen was a little familiar. Just when he was about to ask, he suddenly heard an extremely sharp scream from Xu Jianzhang who was next to him.
"Y-Mad Southern Ye!"
Xu Jianzhang stared at the figure in the distance. His face was filled with shock. He could not believe his eyes!
He happened to be there when Ye Chen killed the Million Killer on the Surge River. Therefore, he could not be more familiar with that figure!
But didn't they say that he was dead?
Why did he appear again?
Plop!
Xu Jianzhang's body trembled violently. He fell to the ground in shock. He was not convinced by his arrogance earlier. He pointed at Ye Chen and stammered, "A-Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Supreme Ye?!"
Han Qinhu, who was about to bite his tongue to commit suicide, was stunned as well.
"Could it be that Supreme Ye's spirit is still alive after his death? He couldn't bear to watch the Chinese cultivation world suffer such a calamity, so his spirit has returned?"
Even the Chinese cultivators in the prison behind him were stunned.
They had been looking forward to seeing this familiar figure for a long time. Especially after Shang Santian entered the world, they were even saddened that Ye Chen had died early. Otherwise, they would not have watched Shang Santian do whatever they wanted.
He was the person they had been thinking about day and night!
Now, he had appeared!
At the same time, Duan Xing took a deep breath in. He stared at Ye Chen who was walking over step by step, "Mad Southern Ye, y-you're not dead?"
However, Ye Chen acted like he did not hear him. He continued walking toward Han Qinhu and the rest without saying a word.
With every step he took, it was as if he was stepping on Duan Xing and Xu Jianzhang's hearts, causing them to find it difficult to breathe.
"Ye, even if you're a ghost, I'll destroy your soul today to avenge my cousin, Duan Tianlang!"
A cold smile flashed across Duan Xing's ferocious face as he shouted in a low voice. His body was like lightning as he charged out. Accompanied by the terrifying True Energy fluctuation in his hand, a fist print was thrown at Ye Chen's head.
"Die!"
However, before he could get close to Ye Chen, he suddenly felt a saber gleam flash before his eyes. Subsequently, he felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from his knees.
In the next moment!
He fell forward heavily, and the soft fist was less than an inch away from Ye Chen.
"Ahhh, my legs, my legs!"
Duan Xing screamed at the top of his lungs. He looked at his thighs in fear, only to see that his thighs below the knees were gone.
Less than two steps away from him, there were two badly mutilated legs that were spewing blood.
Xu Jianzhang, who was standing at the side, was horrified when he saw that.
"I'm a ghost!"
Ye Chen looked down at him coldly, "I'm a ghost that has returned from hell. I'm here to claim your life, to claim Shang Santian's life!"
"Y-You …" Duan Xing looked at him with a twisted expression.
"Why don't you go first?"
Ye Chen held Duan Xing's fist that was less than an inch away from him gently, "Don't worry, I'll send everyone from your Duan family down to accompany you, including your parents, your wife, and even a cockroach from your family!"
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