A hint of horror appeared in the eyes of the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, and they said in a panic: "You, what do you want to ask?"

The Demonic Sect usually imposes various vicious restrictions on disciples to prevent their disciples from leaking secrets. The Blood Demon Sect is naturally no exception. Therefore, this cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect is afraid that Zhou Cheng would ask him about the Blood Demon Sect.

Thinking of the fan who had been destroyed by both body and spirit because of the leak of information from the sect, this cultivator from the Blood Demon Sect felt chill.

"What's your name?" Zhou Cheng asked casually.

"Li En." The cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect said tremblingly, afraid that Zhou Cheng would raise any terrible questions next.

"Do you know the origin of the Fatian Sect?" Zhou Cheng did not beat around the bush, staring at Li En, and asked the questions he wanted to know the most straightforwardly.

When facing a prisoner who is completely under his control, he is in an absolute advantage. There is no need to ask indirectly. Direct questioning is the most direct and simple way.

"Fa, Fa Tian Cult?" Li En was stunned when he heard this. He did not expect that Zhou Cheng would ask him about the origin of the Fa Tian Cult, and at the same time he was secretly grateful in his heart.

As long as it is not about the Blood Demon Sect, it is nothing to him. The most urgent task now is to save his life first.

Li En asked tentatively: "If I could answer, would you spare my life?"

This is my last bargaining chip and the only chance to save my life. I must seize it. After I get out of trouble, I will go back to the sect to practice hard. After my strength becomes stronger, I must capture this hateful city god, refine it into the magic weapon, and torture it all the time. It will make him worse than death!

Li En thought in his mind that in his concept, the progress of the casual cultivator cannot be faster than that of the cultivator with inheritance. In just one year or two, he will definitely be able to have overwhelming and powerful strength!

"No." Zhou Cheng shook his head very simply, and his plain tone interrupted Li En's plan.

Li En suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning, and became motionless like a puppet clay sculpture... How could he do this? Even if it was torture, it would not be so straightforward and unconditional. Who would explain the matter in this way?

Zhou Cheng said in a deep voice: "What you do is destined to be a death ending. It is impossible to spare you just a few questions, so whether you are willing to say it or not."

"Then you go to the Jiuyou Mansion to ask me!" Seeing Zhou Cheng so "ruthless", Li En simply gave up and planned to resist to the end.

"Why?" Zhou Cheng shook his head and sighed. To be honest, he doesn't like to use magical tools to question, but if it turns out that it will be difficult to get an accurate intention.

So a golden vortex appeared beside Zhou Cheng, and then a green treasure mirror emerged from it. This was the Qingming Mirror. After being strengthened by Taixu Guizang, the Qingming Mirror already has the sixth-level power.

Zhou Cheng pointed to the void in front of Li En, and the Qingming Mirror immediately turned into a round of blue light, which reflected Li En's soul state, a state that stripped away all the blood-resential resentment.

"What do you want to do?" Li En looked at Qing Mingjing in horror. He instinctively felt that this magic weapon must be extraordinary. Moreover, it should also have a wonderful function against the soul. Faced with such a powerful magic weapon, it is impossible for him to have any power to resist in his soul state.

"Let you go through something." Zhou Cheng let the Qingming Mirror light cover Li En, and immediately pulled him into the illusion created by Qingming Mirror.

The Qingming Mirror is one of the most powerful artifacts among the fifth-level artifacts, and its ability to deal with the state of soul is extremely unparalleled. Li En's soul was pulled into the illusion in the mirror. He was completely trapped in less than a cup of tea.

In this illusion, Li En experienced an extremely miserable life again and again, repeating and endlessly, and his spirit was devastated. Not long after, his soul became weak to a near-transparent state, and the blood evil energy on his body had completely dissipated, leaving only numbness and fragility.

Faced with the torture of Qingming Jing's illusion, even a strong-minded monk can only persist in this state in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. The demon monk's nature is originally poor and it is impossible for him to withstand the attack of the illusion.

Zhou Cheng stopped the illusion, put away the Qingming Mirror, and asked, "Do you know the origin of the Fatian Cult? Or how much do you know about the origin of the Fatian Cult?"

Li En's eyes were dull and his expression was numb: "The Fatian Cult is extremely mysterious. Few people know the specific origin. I have only heard that the Fatian Cult may be related to the spiritual world itself."

The spiritual world itself?

Zhou Cheng's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, but he instantly returned to his calmness and asked again: "What about the spiritual world? How did the spiritual world appear? As a true disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, you should know something."

The origin of the spiritual world is extremely mysterious. It suddenly appeared tens of thousands of years ago and became a place for ascension of earthly immortals and celestial immortals. It can also greatly reduce the disaster of life span. This is definitely a great deal.

Regarding the spiritual world, Zhou Cheng had a not sure but very important guess in his mind. He wanted to see if he could get an answer from Li En.

"Even the origin of the spiritual world is a powerful immortal. How can I, a small Jindan monk, know about it?" Li En shook his head. He could not lie in this state.

Zhou Cheng heard this and said a little, Li En's answer was reasonable. The spiritual world was extremely mysterious. Even if a golden elixir monk had a celestial immortal inheritance, it was unlikely that he would know the origin of the spiritual world.

However, Zhou Cheng did not intend to give up, but continued to ask: "Do you know what the spiritual world looked like at the beginning? What was the spiritual world like when the first batch of cultivators ascended the spiritual world more than 100,000 years ago? Is there any record in the books of the Blood Demon Sect?"

Ye Junyu, who was standing beside him, looked at Zhou Cheng with a look, frowned slightly, thinking, as smart as her, had already figured out something from Zhou Cheng's words.

"The original appearance of the spiritual world..." Li En thought for a while and said, "It is said that the spiritual world was full of immortal spirit at the beginning, and the essence of the world is extremely high, and it feels like it is superior to all worlds. If the soul leaves the body and even can directly look down on the heavens and all worlds, it will be of great benefit to the cultivation of the powerful celestial immortals and can be called the best place for cultivation.

But at that time, there were still many extremely terrifying sword intents in the spiritual world. Even if a powerful celestial immortal was exposed to a trace, his body and spirit would be destroyed immediately.

This situation lasted for more than 100,000 years. Until recently more than 10,000 years ago, the spiritual world had no essence that surpassed all worlds, and those terrifying sword intents disappeared."

(To be continued.)
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