His complexion was very bad; his cheeks were pale and even his lips were bloodless.

Moreover, his clothes were tattered, clearly indicating that he had been in a fight.

Suddenly, the male martial artist opened his eyes and looked sharply in a certain direction.

"Someone's here? Are they friend or foe?"

After hesitating for a moment, the male martial artist prepared to leave.

If you don't know whether the person coming is friend or foe, the wisest choice is to leave the spot, find a place to hide, and observe their every move.

If they are friends, then everything is fine; if they are enemies, then one can either launch a sneak attack or retreat quietly.

However, this martial artist was very thoughtful, but as soon as he took a step, a large number of dewdrops shot from a distance, hitting him densely like a rain curtain.

"Damn it! They're disciples of the Spirit Water Sect!"

The martial artist roared, then quickly patted his dantian, and a broad axe appeared in his hand.

He then brandished his giant axe, using the blade to deflect the dewdrops.

Bang bang bang!

The dewdrop burst open, splashing out a large cloud of water mist.

The male martial artist inadvertently inhaled a mouthful of water mist, and immediately felt the flow of true qi within his body become sluggish, and a chilling sensation arose from within his body.

"What an insidious technique! Could it be the Spirit Water Cloud and Rain Technique of the Spirit Water Sect?"

"Is the visitor a personal disciple?"

The male warrior's expression turned extremely ugly.

At that moment, Ye Feng, Qiu Miaozhen, and Li Qingyan arrived together, forming a triangle to surround the male martial artist and blocking all possible escape routes for him.

"So it was you who killed my junior sister?" Qiu Miaozhen questioned.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

The male warrior said coldly.

"You don't understand? That's okay, you'll understand in a moment!"

Qiu Miaozhen sneered.

Even if the male martial artist doesn't speak, it doesn't matter, because Qiu Miaozhen has already determined that he is the murderer who killed the female disciple of the Lingshui Sect!

The wounds on this male martial artist's body were clearly left by the Water Element Technique, and the implications of that are self-evident!

"Junior brother, junior sister, let's work together and take this person down quickly!"

As soon as Qiu Miaozhen finished speaking, she rushed towards the male martial artist, and Li Qingyan and Ye Feng naturally followed immediately.

As soon as they exchanged blows, Ye Feng was able to determine the strength and level of this male martial artist.

This male martial artist is at the early stage of the True Essence Realm. Although he can't be said to be extremely powerful, he is definitely not weak either.

Moreover, this guy's technique is characterized by its wide and sweeping movements, and it is also a fire-based technique, so every time he strikes with his axe, it brings forth bursts of flames.

It's unclear whether it was because he had an advantage in the environment, but his fire-based techniques became extremely explosive, forcing Qiu Miaozhen and Li Qingyan to retreat time and time again.

It seems that in this peculiar secret realm, martial artists who cultivate fire-based techniques have the advantage of both timing and location!

Even so, this can only allow the male warrior to hold on for a little longer.

After all, he now had Qiu Miaozhen and Li Qingyan, two genuine True Yuan Realm martial artists, and Ye Feng, a master disguised as a True Yuan Realm expert, making it a total of three True Yuan Realm experts besieging him.

If the three of them can't defeat this mysterious male martial artist, they might as well just smash their heads against a block of tofu and die.

Not long after, the male warrior collapsed to the ground with a thud, spitting out blood, looking as wretched as a stray dog.

"Tell me, who exactly are you!"

Qiu Miaozhen stomped hard on the male martial artist's chest, not only preventing him from getting up but also worsening his injuries.

The male martial artist glared at Qiu Miaozhen with resentment, looking like he would rather die than speak.

"Senior Sister Qiu, leave him to me. I have a way to make him talk," Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Alright."

Qiu Miaozhen nodded immediately.

Qiu Miaozhen stepped back, while Ye Feng strode forward.

"No matter what you do to me, I won't tell. I'm not even afraid of death, so how could I—"

The male warrior gritted his teeth and said, but before he could finish his sentence, he let out a series of painful roars.

Night Wind stretched out his right hand and tore open the wound on the male warrior's chest, and then a pill rolled into the wound.

The moment the pill entered the male martial artist's wound and came into contact with his blood, it immediately melted, and countless white insect eggs hatched, with tiny insects beginning to burrow into the male martial artist's flesh.

Seeing this, the male martial artist felt his scalp tingle and a look of despair appeared on his face.

"Do you think death is the most terrible thing? No, no, no, there are many things in this world that are more terrible and more hopeless than death," Ye Feng said calmly.

Qiu Miaozhen and Li Qingyan looked at each other, both of them feeling scared.

After all, the skill that Ye Feng displayed was truly ruthless.

"Do you know what these little worms that burrow into your body are called? They are called Thousand Poison Needles. They are like silver needles coated with a thousand kinds of poison, wandering around your body. During this process, you will experience the most extreme pain."

"At the same time, you cannot fall into a coma or die; you will remain conscious and experience this endless pain."

"Don't worry, I will never let you get bored. I have dozens of other methods waiting to be tried on you."

Night Wind said with a smile, but his smile looked terrifying.

The male warrior finally broke down, wailing, "Let me go, give me a quick death..."

"Then tell me everything you know. As long as you cooperate obediently, I can definitely let you leave this world without pain and quickly," Ye Feng said.

The male warrior's face was covered in blood, snot, and tears. He nodded repeatedly, not daring to delay for even a moment.

Ye Feng then smiled and looked at Qiu Miaozhen, nodding to indicate that she could begin asking questions.

Qiu Miaozhen then shouted, "Tell me, who are you!"

"My name is Li Huowang, and I am an inner disciple of the Heavenly Fire Sect!" Li Huowang replied, crying.

"Are you from the Heavenly Fire Sect? Did you kill that female disciple of our Spirit Water Sect?" Qiu Miaozhen asked again.

“I killed her. It took me a lot of effort to finally kill her,” Li Huowang said.

"Why are you in this secret realm?" Qiu Miaozhen continued to ask.

"I was sent here by our Heavenly Fire Sect to monitor the Spirit Water Sect and gather intelligence. It's nothing new for the five top sects to be wary of each other and send spies to gather information. You just don't know it. However, while I was on Longevity Island, I discovered fluctuations in spiritual energy. So I concluded that the abnormal activity of the central volcano on Longevity Island might be related to some kind of spiritual treasure."

"I and several other fellow disciples relayed this news back to the Heavenly Fire Sect. As a result, the elders of the Heavenly Fire Sect secretly came to the South China Sea and together with us ventured deep into the central volcano of Longevity Island, where we found this place."