Chapter 236 (1/2)

Translator: Radiant  Editor: Radiant

Hu, hu, hu… Pu Yang Bo’s breathing was really weak, but as a Transcendent, he managed to keep himself awake.

Zhi ya.

The gates of the torture chamber were pushed open, and a stooping old man walked in. As soon as he entered, he began chanting a curse. Soon, the seals on Pu Yang Bo’s skin began lighting up. Streams of black Qi were visible on the surface of these seals, and vague signs of a black skull appeared on them. Pu Yang Bo could not control himself as he shouted in agony.

“Ahhh, kill me! If you dare, just kill me! I won’t join you. Never! Kill me, ah, kill me!” Pu Yang Bo howled in grief as he cursed out his anger.

“I, as a mere servant, would never dare to kill such a great Transcendent.” The stooping old man laughed. His voice sounded as if it were squeezed out from his throat—dry, rough, ear-piercing. “I am merely following orders!”

“Damn, damn.”

Pu Yang Bo cursed out amidst his anguished wailing.

Although he was a Transcendent, his soul had been locked. He could neither use Qi, nor could he operate World Energy.

Xi Dong. Xi Dong, I’m really sorry. I’m so sorry. I, I am truly not willing. Not willing! Pu Yang Bo’s greatest heartache was due to the female Transcendent he had successfully courted—Xu Dong. She was a Transcendent mage, younger than him just by a bit. As the war with the demons started, the Transcendents truly did not even know whether they would die soon or not. It was during that time that Xi Dong decided to let go of her apprehensions and be together with Pu Yang Bo.

The two of them were truly happy and in love with each other.

Pu Yang Bo was ecstatic. He would always boast to his friends—Yu Feng, Zhang Peng, and Xue Ying!

But where was he now?

I’m doomed.

Doomed… The moment my communication wristband shattered, the Xia Clan should have announced my death, right? I’m a dead person. Even if I were to suddenly ‘revive’, I would most likely end up being suspected. They would certainly not allow me to go back, even if I were to live forever in the dark.

Damn, damn. Pu Yang Bo felt as if insects were eating away at his heart.

At that moment—

“How is it? Did this brat decide to give in?” resounded a voice. One could only see the figure of a male garbed in gray and enveloped in black fog walking in.

“Master Bing, he hasn’t given in. He only wishes to die now!” the stooped old man respectfully answered. He was merely an ordinary mage, while this gray-robed male was a Transcendent.

“Leave first,” ordered the gray-robed male.

“Yes.” The stooping old man left the room obediently.

The gray-robed male closed the metal gates. Only then did the surrounding black fog reveal a cold face. This figure was no other than the oldest disciple brother within the Crimson Cloud Mountain World, as well as the person Chi Qiu Bai deemed to not have any hope of grasping a True Meaning—Situ Hong.

“Situ Hong!” The shackled Pu Yang Bo raised his head suddenly, sending a savage look towards Situ Hong. He gritted his teeth before saying, “You’re still coming? In just a short three months, you came here three times!”

“I just love seeing your pitiful figure. Seeing you grit your teeth makes it even more delightful.” Situ Hong sneered by the side. “Back in the Crimson Cloud Mountain weren’t you the one always trying to go against me? Haha, those who go against me will never see a good end. Rest assured, you are merely the first! In the future, more Transcendents will come to join you!”