The Domain of God

"Bastard!"

The moment Wu Feng left the pail, he roared hysterically. His throat was burning with pain, and his nose and eyes felt extremely comfortable.

At this moment, it was difficult even for him to utter a single word. It was as if his throat was about to tear apart.

"Eh, not bad, a waste of ethereal state still has the strength to scold others?"

The guards pretended to be surprised: "It seems that we still need a bit more."

A jar was opened, and it was filled with white worms, their fine white fur constantly squirming.

Wu Feng's pupils contracted. This was …

White Feather Worm!

The name might sound nice, but in reality, it was definitely not the same thing.

White Feathered Insects were extremely itchy, and could swallow essence blood to absorb all the nutrients from a person's body.

A few White Feathered Insects landed on Wu Feng's body. In that instant, the pain lessened a little, but right after, an odd itch rose up. Wu Feng's face contorted, the pain was excruciating and itching, and in his situation, he couldn't even touch or dodge it.

Wu Feng's clothes were torn apart, and even more White Feathered Insects landed on his body. These white feathered bugs were constantly crawling on his wounds. Moreover, under the stimulation of the chili smell, their movements were even faster. Moreover, they were constantly flowing out of his wounds. Some of them even drilled into his wounds!

A strange itch spread outwards, causing Wu Feng to bellow repeatedly.

"Bastard!" I must not let this daddy live! "

"Otherwise, I will definitely wring out all your heads!"

Wu Feng's teeth were cracked, his mouth was full of blood as he looked at all the guards viciously.

"Hehe, still trying to be brave."

One of the guards sneered and took a sip of wine from a jug of wine beside him, "In this place, there are countless tortures. If you tell the truth earlier, you can avoid physical pain. Otherwise, three to five years like this would just be a fleeting thought. I don't mind telling you, but in this place, even the Mystical God Capital will have a hard time surviving one year! "

Wu Feng glared at everyone here fiercely, and at the same time, he felt great hatred in his heart. Leader of the Dark World had such a ruthless heart, what a malicious method!

"I will definitely kill you!"

Wu Feng gritted his teeth, he really wanted to use the corpse poison. The venomous heart was his second source of energy and was not part of the seal. However, Wu Feng knew very well that once he used it, he would not be able to leave the Dark Religion alive.

This was his last resort, and he also had the dracaena. He needed to find an opportunity, an opportunity to escape.

He couldn't die!

Absolutely not!

Wu Feng continuously howled wildly, as he screamed miserably. He had fainted countless times, but he had awoken from it once again. His throat began to sound hoarse. He could only make a 'Ah' sound.

One day!

In the span of a whole day, Wu Feng experienced the most terrifying, most difficult to defend against punishment.

"Bam!"

Wu Feng was bound by chains and thrown into a cage.

"Although his cultivation level is very low, I never thought that he would be able to survive the first day."

A guard sneered, "It's a pity that we can't play him to death. Otherwise, he would have to die today."

"This is something ordered by the head of the school. You can't just directly play him to death. Opening his mouth is the most correct thing to do."

The Head Supervisor said coldly, "Be careful. If something happens, you won't be able to bear the consequences."

"Yes, Manager."

All the prison wardens respectfully left this place under the lead of the Head Supervisor.

However, there were still wails coming from other places.

"Hey, wake up."

Wu Feng's consciousness was fuzzy, his entire body was twitching, but he could vaguely hear someone's voice.

Wu Feng barely managed to raise his head and saw the other detainees looking at him.

Wu Feng struggled for a while, but he could not sit up, with the help of the people at the side, he was finally able to sit down. Wu Feng resisted the uncomfortable feeling all over his body, looking at the few people in front of him, they were all covered in blood, and were not any better than him.

Some lost a leg, some lost an arm, some even had their noses completely sunken, and some even had their eyes turned into bloody holes …

Wu Feng's heart was cold, all of this was done by those people.

The person beside him said in a low voice, "Right now, you are only at the first stage, and it is just a show of power. You have to keep your mind clear. Otherwise, by tomorrow morning, you might not be able to survive anymore. "

Wu Feng opened his mouth, only feeling a burning pain in his throat, unable to make a sound.

One of them raised his hand to feel Wu Feng's throat, and after a long while, he shook his head and said, "Looks like you still can't hold on. Your throat is already almost crippled, and your vocal cords have suffered heavy injuries.

Wu Feng's eyes suddenly widened as he looked at the other party in disbelief. At the same time, he wanted to say something, but this time, he was stunned.

He couldn't say it!

Not a word.

"Sigh, his cultivation realm is so low, yet he received such a punishment upon entering the sect. That's strange, don't tell me you have some secret that the Leader of the Dark World wants? "

"This …" An old man who was missing an arm sighed, puzzled. In the fifty years that I've been here, you're only the third. "

Wu Feng's face was pale. He did not expect Wu Feng to be so ridiculous that he could not even speak.

An old man in the corner who was missing an eye sneered, "What do you mean by his throat is already crippled? It's just that you two are ignorant and ill-informed. " While he was speaking, he had already stood up and walked towards Wu Feng, one step at a time.

Wu Feng looked at his in puzzlement. It seemed that he knew some things.

The one-eyed old man walked in front of Wu Feng and grabbed his wound. Blood immediately flowed out, and Wu Feng cried out in pain.

"What are you doing?!"

The others were slightly angry, "Is his suffering not enough?!"

The one eyed old man ignored him. His hands were stained with blood as he grabbed a handful of dirt off the ground. He then tore a handful of grass to quickly knead it into a ball and said coldly, "Eat it. Otherwise, you'll be mute your entire life."

Wu Feng was hesitant, he really didn't feel that it would have any use.

"The effect only lasted for a quarter of an hour. Think what you want."

The one eyed old man threw the messed up thing onto Wu Feng's body, he turned around and walked to the side and sat down.

Wu Feng held it in his hand, thinking back to his current predicament, what problem would there be if he ate some grass and mud? He forced himself to eat it. The taste was extremely unpleasant, as if it was stuck in his throat and was hard to swallow. However, it was strange to say that after eating this messy food, a warm current appeared in his throat and was continuously repairing it.

"It turns out that he was not just carelessly rubbing it."

Wu Feng was surprised. The other party must have found a way to recover some of his strength, but the amount was extremely small.

"Ah, cough, hello."

When his throat felt better, Wu Feng tried it to see if he could actually speak. The others couldn't help but be shocked as well. This method was simply too marvelous.

"Looks like you should be someone from the medicinal spirit valley."

Other than the people from medicinal spirit valley, there should not be anyone that could use this kind of thing to save others.

"Thank you, senior." Wu Feng immediately cupped his hands and bowed.

"What's the use of being polite? I don't know how long I can live for, but I don't need something that looks good. "

The one-eyed old man sneered, no doubt he had already admitted that he was someone from the medicinal spirit valley.

The others sighed, that's right, so what if he was someone from the medicinal spirit valley? With everyone here, they couldn't be sure if they could survive or not.

Here, for no reason at all.

No one cares why you came in, because it's none of your business. In any case, no one knew how long anyone could live here. It was all empty talk.

Everyone returned to their seats, and the place became depressing and depressing once again.

Wu Feng sat in silence for a while. Then, he suddenly stood up and walked unsteadily to the door. The others looked at Wu Feng with puzzled expressions.

Wu Feng turned and cupped his hands, "I know that all of you are people who have received a lot of punishment. Because, I can't die! "

With these people's experience, it was enough for Wu Feng to survive.

Boom! *

Wu Feng immediately knelt down, and touched his forehead to the ground, "Seniors, please save me."

Along the way, whenever Wu Feng encountered any danger, he would have to kneel down for only a single time.

"A coward who fears death."

The one-armed man sneered, "To think that I was worried that you would be crippled."

Wu Feng didn't even raise his head as he said in a heavy voice, "If being a coward allows me to live, I am willing as well. I have a reason not to die, so I must live on! "