"Don't worry, I've already sent people to interrogate him."

"At that time, with the Vermilion Bird by his side, Grandpa will be like a god! Even the elders will have to bow down obediently before him!"

These words struck a chord with the Ninth Elder.

After all these years, he can finally hold his head high.

The Ninth Elder left the courtyard with a smile, and as the gray figure grew smaller and smaller, the smile on the girl's face vanished instantly.

Meanwhile, the Ninth Elder stepped out of the courtyard.

The disciple rushed over and whispered something in the Ninth Elder's ear.

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Elder's expression turned solemn, and he quickly left.

In the dark and damp dungeon.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

Su Nian curled up on the ground, her arms bearing deep marks from the chains, unable to even stand up.

She wasn't originally this badly injured; her current state is all thanks to the torture she endured in the dungeon.

The most ridiculous thing is that she even came up with some of the punishments.

The money meant to punish the prisoners on Sky Island was unexpectedly used on her own body.

Drip, drip! Fresh blood dripped onto the ground. She wrote a blood letter with her own blood, which finally caught the attention of the disciples who were torturing her.

The rusty door was pushed open, and the stench of blood filled the air. The Ninth Elder looked at Su Nian, who lay on the ground, neither human nor ghost.

The appearance is no longer recognizable.

At this moment, Su Nian was crawling on the ground. When she saw the Ninth Elder appear, she struggled to crawl over.

She's Su Nian! That bitch is an imposter!

Before they could even touch the Ninth Elder, they were blasted backward by a burst of spiritual energy.

It slammed hard against the wall.

"Elder," Bei Mo handed the blood-written letter to the Ninth Elder, "this was written by her."