Outside Zhuxie City, about two months away, according to the common flying treasures available on the market for ordinary Hundred Tribulations cultivators, there is an extremely chaotic meteorite turbulence. Here, countless meteorites are madly impacting and colliding, constantly splashing countless fire and sparks, and making a huge roar.

The spiritual essence of heaven and earth here is chaotic and mixed, and the terrifying energy tide has almost turned this place into the chaotic state before the creation of heaven and earth. Ordinary Thousand Tribulations masters may die instantly if they accidentally fall into it.

In addition, this place has been explored and searched by countless powerful masters, and there are no precious resources or ancient relics. Therefore, there are no monks passing by here on weekdays, whether it is a normal caravan, an adventure team, or a bandit, etc., no one will come here to wander around for no reason.

Very few people know that in the core of this meteorite turbulence with a diameter of hundreds of millions of miles, four formation flags support a square cube space. The cube space with a side length of 300 miles is very small in this meteorite turbulence, and it is difficult for people who are not aware of it to find the exact location of this space.

A black round disc with a diameter of ten miles was quietly suspended in this stable cubic space. Inside the disc, the space stretched by the space formation was thousands of miles in radius. In the middle, there was a hall covering an area of ​​about ten miles, and there were shrill howls coming from it.

King Xuan sat quietly on a throne in the main hall, looking expressionlessly at the dozen or so metal columns standing in the hall.

Han Qian stood beside King Xun with a smile on his face, looking at him gently with eyes as soft as water. His eyes were moving around, sticking to King Xun's face like honey.

King Xuan ignored Han Yun's gaze and sat there quietly like a heartless statue.

More than a dozen masters of the Judgment Temple held special whips and used all their strength to whip Lan Mo, Yun Qing and others who were tied to metal pillars. The whips, which were as thick as a child's wrist, whipped them, making dull sounds. Each whip tore off a piece of bloody flesh from their bodies. More than a dozen people had been beaten horribly, with white bones exposed in many places on their bodies.

When have Lan Mo and Yun Qing ever suffered such pain?

They wailed, screamed, and even cried bitterly, but the butchers of the Temple of Judgment were not merciful. The more they cried and wailed, the heavier the whips fell on them.

After beating for more than half an hour, when Lan Mo, Yun Qing and the others had no flesh left on their limbs and chests, King Yan clapped his hands. A dozen or so masters of the Judgment Temple took a few steps back, and King Yan said calmly: "I thought that the young heroes of your spirit race would be tougher, but I didn't expect that after crying... that's all."

With a faint smile, King Li said in a cold voice: "You should be thankful that you have fallen into the hands of my Judgment Temple. The Judgment Temple is good at killing people, not good at punishment. If you had fallen into the hands of King Li, hehe... maybe I could have saved a lot of effort."

Lan Mo took a deep breath, and a sound like a broken bellows came out of his lungs: "King...how dare you do this to us?"

King Xuan raised his eyebrows and stared at Lan Mo as if he were an idiot: "How interesting! I've already done it, and you still ask me if I dare... This is simply nonsense. Is this the level of the elite young master trained by the Lan family?"

With a strange grin, King Xuan said slowly: "No wonder the old guys in the tribe said that the people of you thirteen clans of the Supreme Heaven were raised like pigs by the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, and now you are raised like pigs."

Lan Mo and Yun Qing's faces turned ashen, and they stared at King Xuan with flaming eyes.

However, they knew that if they talked back to King Xuan now, they would be the ones who would suffer in the end, so they knew the situation well and did not speak. Instead, they gritted their teeth and said nothing.

King Xuan flicked his fingers and said softly, "Okay, tell me everything that happened in Xuyuan Cave Heaven, one by one, slowly and clearly."

Lan Mo and Yun Qing were filled with rage. They shouted hysterically, "We have been captured here for three days. Three days. We have told you everything we know... What else do you want to ask? You just want to torture us!"

King Xuan narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, "Oh, really? I have had you tortured for three days? After three days, you still have the energy to yell. This shows that my subordinates are good at killing, but they still lack the ability to torture."

With a smile, King Xuan said slowly, "Yes, you have said a lot of things, but I think you are still hiding something. So, keep fighting, keep talking, and keep talking over and over again. Haha, I must confirm that you have not kept anything back, and you have not deliberately misled me or deceived me. So, I'm sorry, you will have to suffer a little."

Lan Mo and Yun Qing stared at King Xun in a daze. At this moment, King Xun's handsome and majestic face looked as hideous as a demon.

“But I’ve already told you everything I know.” Lan Mo almost cried, “Xuyuan Cave Heaven… When I first came to Tumo City, I went in for a trial, and I got a very powerful golden light split sky talisman from it. Three years ago, I encountered a demon from Daluo Heaven in Chaos Heaven Realm, and I used that talisman to kill that demon.”

Shaking all over, Lan Mo shouted at the top of his lungs, "I don't know anything, I don't know anything!"

King Yan shook his head and said calmly: "Who knows? Who knows if you are hiding something? So, we still have to fight!"

With a wave of his hand, a master of the Judgment Temple walked up to Lan Mo, pried open his teeth, and fed him a bottle of liquid medicine. Lan Mo's broken body quickly regenerated, and the muscles and skin that were blown away quickly regenerated, and in just a few breaths, they were restored to their original state.

Another big man holding a whip walked up to Lan Mo with an expressionless face. He pulled the whip hard with both hands, making a loud "snap" sound, and then hit Lan Mo hard with the whip.

Lan Mo howled miserably, "I've said everything... I really don't know anything else."

King Xuan chuckled and hummed a cheerful tune softly.

After humming the short tune, King Xuan said calmly, "It seems that torture alone is not enough. If it weren't for the fact that your souls are all under soul restrictions placed by the immortal elder in your clan, and soul searching was useless to you, I would have already dug out your souls, torn them apart and ground them into pieces bit by bit."

With a cold snort, the King said leisurely: "But, just keep fighting. You bastards, you won't tell the truth unless you suffer a little."

Han Feng blinked and said softly, "Brother Wang, what if they really... don't know anything?"

King Xuan smiled. He looked at Han Xuan gently and said softly, "Han Xuan, you little girl, you don't understand... If you don't beat them to death, how do you know that they know nothing? Besides, even if they really know nothing..."

Narrowing his eyes, King Xuan sneered and said, "As they said, it is very likely that the Iron White Partridge took away the palace of Master Yi Nian..."

Spreading his hands, King Xuan said slowly, "This does not prevent the men I sent out from tracking down the whereabouts of the Iron White Partridge. Why not beat them up for fun? In addition to the matter of Xuyuan Cave Heaven, they know a lot about the Thirteen Clans!"

While King Xuan was torturing Lan Mo and others, the brothers Chu Tian and Chu Jie slowly arrived outside Zhuxie City in a flying boat.