At this moment, the angel had already ascended the Angel Tower.

"Saintly Spirit, we have captured the heretics, and one of them is not from the Angel Race!" The angel knelt halfway to the ground and said respectfully.

The Saintly Spirit sat on a luxurious chair, a sumptuous feast laid before him. He put down his wine glass and said arrogantly, "I knew those stubborn heretics would never give up!"

"Back then, chaos descended upon the Angel World, and the Holy Angel selfishly risked the fate of the entire Angel World!" The Saintly Spirit said indifferently, "Fortunately, our King of the Holy Spirits decisively stopped the Holy Angel's mad actions, saving the entire Angel World!"

"However, many angels remain obsessed and believe in the Holy Angel's misdeeds; they are simply a disgrace to the Angel World!" The Saintly Spirit's face revealed an indignant expression, "By the way, you mentioned there's one person who's not from the Angel World. Who is he?"

The angel said, "The man is surging with the Power of the Abyss, he is very likely from the Abyssal Plane."

"The Abyssal Plane?" The Saintly Spirit's brow furrowed, "Could it be that the heretics have colluded with people from the Abyssal Plane? Truly a group of heretics who will stoop to any means for profit!"

"Detain them properly, send them to the Holy City tomorrow, and hand them over to the Holy King for disposal!" The Saintly Spirit said indifferently, "Is there anything else? If not, you may leave!"

The angel retreated out, and as he left the Saintly Spirit's room, a faintly meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

Meanwhile, Ling Feng and Bright Saintess were unaware of all this. Ling Feng thought again and again in the dungeon but realized that he had no means of escape!

"My strength is still too weak!" Ling Feng clenched his fist, exhaling heavily. If he had the cultivation of the Sea of Gods Realm now, combined with the power of the Mo Yu Sword, not even the master of Divine Sea Realm here would be able to stop them!

With a creak, the dungeon door opened, and the angel reappeared in front of Ling Feng.

"With your meager strength, you dare come here to die!" The angel said indifferently, "Honestly confess who your superiors are, what your mission is, and who your accomplices are?"

Ling Feng frowned, "I don't know what you're talking about. I've said, we were just passing by, and you insisted on labeling us as heretics."

The angel sneered, "I didn't expect your strength to be mediocre, yet you have quite the stubborn mouth. Do you think your feeble excuse can persuade me? The Sacred Angel Temple is the holy land of heretics; we had laid a Heavenly Net around it a long time ago, just waiting for you to walk into it!"

"So, what's the point of arguing!" The angel said arrogantly, "Don't force me to take action against you!"

Ling Feng closed his mouth, ignoring the angel.

"Oh, very good, I haven't encountered such a little one in a long time!" The angel licked his lips and said, "Use all the means we have for torturing heretics, one by one, I don't believe whether it's his stubbornness or my methods that are tougher!"

Saying this, the angel waved his hand, and a chair appeared behind him. He sat in the chair, watching Ling Feng with an intrigued gaze.

The door to Ling Feng's dungeon opened, and two God Realm angels entered, lifting Ling Feng up and fixing him to the wall beside him.

"Ah, ah, ah!" As Ling Feng was fixed to the wall, he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Because on the wall, countless sharp needles repeatedly pierced into Ling Feng's body, continually extracting his power.

"What's the matter? Can't stand it already?" A hint of mockery appeared on the angel's face, "The game has just begun, there's even more exciting to come, continue!"

At this moment, those two angels took out a black long whip, the long whip carrying an abhorrent aura.

"Hit!" As the command was given, the two angels swung the whip, heavily lashing at Ling Feng's body.

Pa pa pa! Each lash broke Ling Feng's skin, and what made Ling Feng suffer even more was that with each lash, it felt as though his soul was being struck heavily. Every blow penetrated deep into his soul and bone!

"This is the Soul-losing Whip; it can strike directly at your soul, no matter how strong your body is, you cannot resist the power of the Soul-losing Whip!" The angel looked at Ling Feng with a playful smile, "See, I've used only two of my eighteen techniques, and you can't stand it anymore, you'd better confess!"

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and panted heavily, "Confess? Confess your mother!"

The angel's face turned cold, "It seems you remain obstinate, continue, I want to see how much more he can withstand!"

After a hundred and eight lashes of the Soul-losing Whip, Ling Feng was already on the verge of death. Everyone could feel the weakness of his soul.

"Sir, if we continue, he might die!" A small-voiced angel said, "Should we stop for a moment?"

The seated angel shook his head, "Continue, isn't there still one left? Just make sure to deliver that one alive to the Holy City. Today, I am determined to get a match with this guy!"

"Bone Piercing Nail, prepare!"

...

The entire half-day, whether it was the Soul-losing Whip or the Bone Piercing Nail, whether it was the Corrosive Poison or the attack of the Carnivorous Ants, Ling Feng clenched his teeth firmly throughout.

The pain from these methods was comparable to the agony Ling Feng had experienced back in the laboratory. But since Ling Feng had endured the laboratory's torture, what were these torments?

Besides, Ling Feng now understood that Camille was certainly the heretic they mentioned, but so what? Ling Feng could never betray Camille, not because Ling Feng was so righteous toward Camille, but because Camille's interests aligned with Ling Feng's!

Camille wants to overthrow the control of the Saintly Spirit, Ling Feng wished for the Angel World to fall into chaos, diverting their attention from Earth. Although their goals differed, their interests were the same!

"Sir, we better stop; although he's a heretic, he truly is a character!!" The angels executing Ling Feng showed a hint of admiration.

They knew these methods better than Ling Feng, thus they understood the pain these methods caused even more!

Yet Ling Feng endured, though initially he groaned from the pain, later he did not even shout. Such willpower had never been seen by these angels!

"Humph, what a stone from the pit!" The angel rose and looked displeased, "Fine, don't let him die, send him to the Holy City and let the people of the Holy City deal with it!"

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