So, he swung the purple lightning whip again, this time with even more force, and hit the dragon directly on the vital point. The dragon was almost fainted from the pain, but even so, it still gritted its teeth and refused to tell the truth.
"You're such a stubborn guy! It seems you won't cry until you see the coffin!" Rong Lin shouted angrily, tightly grasping the purple electric whip in both hands, raising it high, ready to give the dragon a fatal blow.
Chuchu stood by the window, her brows furrowed, her eyes penetrating the layers of mist, as if trying to catch a glimpse of movement in the distance.
Her heart was filled with worry for her master, Patriarch Zixiao, and she was even more anxious about the interrogation Rong Lin was currently conducting.
"Is Master okay? How is Rong Lin's interrogation going?" Chu Chu murmured to herself. Her mind was restless. She still couldn't sense Rong Lin's breath, which meant that he was still in heaven, and the dragon was probably experiencing an unprecedented disaster.
In the heavens, within a resplendent palace, stood a massive interrogation platform, etched with intricate runes and ancient formations. Rong Lin, clad in silver armor, sat majestically at the center of the interrogation platform. His gaze was cold and piercing, as if it could penetrate all lies and pretense.
The interrogated dragon was now chained to the center of the interrogation platform. Its massive body twisted in agony, its scales gleaming coldly under the bright light. Its eyes, once filled with ferocity, were now filled with fear and despair.
"Tell me! Why did you sneak into the Purple Sky Holy Land? What exactly do you want to do?" Rong Lin's voice was low and powerful, echoing in the palace like thunder.
The dragon roared in agony, its voice echoing throughout the empty palace, but it refused to speak. It knew that whether it spoke or not, endless torture and punishment awaited it.
Rong Lin sneered. He had already expected that this dragon would not surrender easily.
He stood up and slowly walked to the dragon's side. He reached out and pulled out a long whip flashing with purple lightning. This long whip was a celestial artifact called "Purple Lightning". It possessed the power of thunder and lightning, enough to make any demon suffer unbearable pain.
"Hmph, you don't want to tell me? Then try this purple lightning!" Rong Lin said, and swung the purple lightning whip in his hand fiercely towards the dragon.
"Snap!" With a loud bang, the purple lightning whip accurately lashed the dragon's body, sparks flying and scales flying. The dragon screamed miserably and struggled in pain, but the chains held it firmly in place, preventing it from escaping.
"I'll ask you again, will you tell me or not?" Rong Lin's eyes became even colder, as if he wanted to see through the dragon.
The dragon was panting, with hatred flashing in its eyes, but it still kept its lips tightly closed, refusing to utter a word.
Rong Lin saw this and a cold smile appeared on his lips. He knew that ordinary interrogation methods would not work for such a demon. He had to use more severe and cruel methods to force it to speak.
So, he swung the purple lightning whip again, this time with even more force, and hit the dragon directly on the vital point. The dragon was almost fainted from the pain, but even so, it still gritted its teeth and refused to tell the truth.
"You're such a stubborn guy! It seems you won't cry until you see the coffin!" Rong Lin shouted angrily, tightly grasping the purple electric whip in both hands, raising it high, ready to give the dragon a fatal blow.
At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the palace. Rong Lin was slightly startled, retracted the whip that was about to swing, and turned to look at the palace gate.
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