Chapter 99: Torturing Ning Wuya

Chapter 99: Torturing Ning Wuya

"The dragon treasury makes people obsessed and crazy. Isn't torturing you to death with my own hands also an ultimate enjoyment?"

Ning Wuya shrugged his shoulders, his body trembling.

It was as if an irrepressible, morbid pleasure was rising from the depths of his heart.

"Without that top-tier Sacred Artifact, how dare you be so arrogant before me?"

"Just by relying on your Yin-Yang Realm fifth-stage cultivation."

"Or is it that Cultivation Technique you are so proud of?"

"Flawed and unrefined, yet you dare to act fierce in front of me?"

The smile on Ning Wuya's face became increasingly cruel.

After he entered the Dragon Blood Secret Realm and broke through to the Heavenly Human Realm, his Heterochromic Eyes underwent another transformation.

He had originally intended to use this trump card to ambush Long Chen and seize the dragon treasury.

But now, Qin Xuan had overcome all obstacles and arrived before him.

If he didn't kill him, he could no longer suppress the urge to torture him to death.

Shangguan Si nervously shouted a reminder, "Qin Xuan, be careful. As the Nether Pupil's Realm increases, it changes. Ning Wuya might have a trump card!"

As a member of the family born with the Innate Nether Eyes.

She had a clear understanding of the mutations of this Nether Pupil.

The higher the Realm, the more powerful and unpredictable the Nether Pupil becomes, making it impossible to fathom.

Ning Wuya sneered, "The women of the Shangguan Family are truly flavorful. I like it!"

"After I slaughter you, I will let you see properly, right in front of your face, how this Young Prince plays with women!"

Ning Wuya felt fully in control, his Heterochromic Eyes narrowing sharply.

"Ten Thousand Years in a Glance!"

Wherever his pupil power passed, as far as his eyes could see.

The grass and trees on the ground all began to wither.

It was not due to the pressure of Yuan power, but a baptism by the Power of Time.

It was as if a thousand, ten thousand years had passed; these plants could not withstand the passage of time, and their vitality gradually faded away.

Even Ning Wuya found this pupil technique inconceivable when he first grasped it.

The Power of Time!

That was the Power of Time!

Even those in the Saint Realm could not withstand the passage of time before him.

He gathered his pupil power and glared at Qin Xuan.

He wanted to turn him into withered, rotting wood in the blink of an eye.

Thud—

Just as Ning Wuya looked at Qin Xuan, a sandbag-sized fist had already smashed toward his face.

With a loud bang, Ning Wuya felt his head buzzing, and he could no longer open his left eye.

Ning Wuya's remaining eye trembled, "Why, why are you unaffected by the Power of Time?"

"None of your damn business!"

Qin Xuan kicked Ning Wuya to the ground.

This guy was only acting fierce because of his innate Heterochromic Eyes.

His true strength was far weaker than that of an average Prodigy.

This Innate Nether Eyes was originally derived from the True Dragon Eyes.

Now, even the ancestral-level Dragon Eyes were inside his ancient prison-suppressing tower.

How could these Nether Pupil eyes, which had been diluted for who knows how many generations and even transplanted and mutated, have any effect on him?

"Every other word is about playing with women. You think you're good at playing, right?"

"Being good at playing is useless if you don't have the goods to back it up!"

Qin Xuan drew his black spear and stabbed it toward the ground.

It struck precisely at the vital point between Ning Wuya's legs, twisting and shaking.

A crushing blow.

"Ah!"

Ning Wuya roared in pain, his bruised left eye instantly snapping open.

Enduring the excruciating pain, blood gushed from his mouth.

Burning his essence blood to drive his Heterochromic Eyes, "Ten Thousand Years in a Glance, Ten Thousand Years in a Glance! Qin Xuan, I want you to die! I want you to die!!!"

The pupil power swept out crazily.

Behind Qin Xuan, even space began to shatter.

Affected by this eerie pupil power.

Even Long Chen and the others, who were still fighting in the distance, felt their own essence blood draining away.

It was as if they had aged more than ten years.

They all looked toward this place.

Yet, Qin Xuan, who was only inches away from Ning Wuya, was completely unaffected.

He raised his sandbag-sized fist, twirled it in front of Ning Wuya's face, and then, as if suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, gave his right eye a good hammering.

Gulp!

All the Prodigies witnessing this scene swallowed hard.

"Ning Wuya's pupil power is so eerie; it actually made me age more than ten years, as if washed by the Power of Time!"

"The most eerie thing is Qin Xuan. This guy is actually unaffected by the pupil power."

"Crush Ning Wuya's Dao Heart!"

Qin Xuan turned a deaf ear. He pressed Ning Wuya's head firmly against the ground, squatted in front of him, and smiled playfully, "The thing you are most proud of is this pair of mutated Nether Pupil eyes, right?"

"As the dignified Son of Prince Ning, you actually have to rely on a pair of Heterochromic Eyes to give yourself confidence."

"Just how insecure are you?"

"Even the background of the Ning Prince Mansion cannot conceal the cowardice in your heart, can it?"

His voice was like demonic sounds filling the ears.

It made Ning Wuya recall the nightmares of his childhood, and he struggled to open his eyes, wanting to fight to the death.

The moment his Heterochromic Eyes opened, a dagger precisely pierced his left eye.

With a violent twist, the dagger was pulled out and stabbed into his right eye again.

In just a breath, the Heterochromic Eyes were completely destroyed.

The faint, diluted pupil power flowed along Qin Xuan's palm and slowly into the Dragon Eyes inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower.

"My eyes, my eyes!"

Feeling his pupil power vanishing crazily, Ning Wuya no longer showed his previous arrogance and haughtiness.

Blind, he stretched out his hands, clawing wildly in the air, trying desperately to embrace the invisible and intangible pupil power!

He was terrified; he was filled with fear.

Despair swept over him.

The confidence supported by his Heterochromic Eyes completely collapsed.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qin Xuan rummaged through Ning Wuya's memories.

After learning about some of the gloom branded deep in Ning Wuya's mind, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "No wonder you are so eager to find a sense of existence from women. It turns out you are just a bastard abandoned by a woman!"

"No, I am not a bastard, I am not a bastard! I am the most noble royal Bloodline, I am..."

Ning Wuya retorted excitedly, roaring loudly, but his words stopped abruptly halfway through.

He could not mention this secret, nor did he dare to say it out loud.

Otherwise, he would die!

Qin Xuan said with a wicked charm that killed the heart, "Speak, why don't you dare to say it? Shouldn't your biological father be the Crown Prince? Shouldn't he be even more powerful and influential than Prince Ning? Why don't you dare to mention it? Is it because the Crown Prince of the Ziyang Empire doesn't want you to live? Does he feel that you being alive makes him lose face?"

Ning Wuya covered his ears with both hands and shouted in extreme grief and indignation, "No, don't say it anymore, don't say it anymore!!!"

He scrambled up in a sorry state and knelt before Qin Xuan.

Kowtowing like pounding garlic, he wailed, "I beg you, don't say it anymore. I beg you, spare me, spare my life. I will definitely turn over a new leaf in the future and will never offend you again!"

This scene caused everyone's jaws to drop.

Even Long Chen felt like he was dreaming.

That crazed, madman-like Ning Wuya was actually kowtowing to Qin Xuan to admit his mistake.

Begging him to spare his life.

His fawning, begging appearance was like that of a pathetic worm.

The drastic change between before and after was inconceivable.

"The way you wag your tail and beg is truly disgusting!"

Qin Xuan clicked his tongue, staring at Ning Wuya, who looked just like a stray dog, and grabbed his arms, kicking him away.

Previously, he had felt that Ning Wuya was morbidly unusual.

Seemingly fearsome to others.

But in reality, once the weak point of this morbidity is found.

It is too simple to manipulate.

All of this can only be said to be Ning Wuya's own doing.

Rumble!

Just then, the Secret Realm changed, and a passage swept up everyone, forcibly pushing them back.