Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 364

Akiyama Youshi gritted his teeth, looking at Wu Tian. "Do whatever you want! Even if you use all Twelve Great Tortures on me—flaying, waist-chopping, dismemberment by chariots, the five punishments, death by a thousand cuts, hanging, and boiling—I will not beg for mercy! Nor will I disclose anything about the scabbard! Don't even think about it... I am a Fusang, a glorious and noble Fusang! A true Fusang would rather die than submit!"

Wu Tian couldn't listen anymore. Akiyama Youshi had spent his time brainwashing others; little did he know that he himself was the one most severely brainwashed. Wu Tian sneered and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, Akiyama Youshi found his mouth opening against his will.

"The scabbard... I have already handed it over to the Chief Minister."

His consciousness was clear, but his body was no longer under his control.

How could this be?

"What kind of person do you think I am?" Wu Tian suddenly asked.

At the same time, the Divine Body phenomenon "Demon Blood Stains The Firmament" appeared. In Akiyama Youshi's eyes, the white clouds were instantly stained a terrifying black, and the blue sky turned a bloody red. A drop of blood fell, then another, and another. What should have been a downpour of rain was, to his eyes, a cascade of blood.

The corpses in the Beichen Martial Arts School vanished without a trace in the bloody torrent.

Only now did Akiyama Youshi realize that Wu Tian couldn't possibly be human. Such methods were beyond the capabilities of any mortal. Neither the Onmyoji, An Pei Qingyang, nor the Fusang Sword Saint was capable of such a feat.

"I... we were wrong. You're... you're not a stepping stone, you're a devil... a true devil."

He was terrified and no longer dared to oppose Wu Tian. Pale-faced, drenched in cold sweat, and trembling from head to toe, he finally began to beg for mercy. "I was wrong... Please... if you spare me, I'll... I'll do anything you ask."

Cold sweat had completely soaked his back. He had thought he wasn't afraid of death, but he was terrified of Wu Tian's unnatural existence.

He knelt. If the Chief Minister saw this with his own eyes, he would never believe it could happen. Akiyama Youshi wasn't his most powerful subordinate, but he was the most loyal. How could such a man kneel before someone from the Dragon Country?

"Do you remember what you just said?" Wu Tian asked, a smile playing on his lips.

Akiyama Youshi's face burned with shame.

"Do whatever you want! Even if you use all Twelve Great Tortures on me—flaying, waist-chopping, dismemberment by chariots, the five punishments, death by a thousand cuts, hanging, and boiling—I will not beg for mercy! Nor will I disclose anything about the scabbard! Don't even think about it... I am a Fusang, a glorious and noble Fusang! A true Fusang would rather die than submit!"

He had spoken those words only moments ago.

But from his perspective, this wasn't his fault at all. The only one to blame was Wu Tian for being too terrifying.

He was so ashamed he wished the ground would swallow him whole, but Wu Tian's voice cut through his thoughts. "Begging is useless. I despise Fusangs, and any Fusang who stands against me must die."

What?

Akiyama Youshi's face went white with fear. He instinctively tried to turn and run, but his body was frozen in place. How could he possibly escape?

"Die!"

Wu Tian's eyes narrowed, and fire burst forth from his gaze.

Instantly, flames erupted on Akiyama Youshi's body. Unable to move, he could only endure the agony, watching himself burn bit by bit. Panic-stricken, his horrifying shrieks were like a pig being slaughtered. "I was wrong... I was wrong... I... AHHH..."

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