The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 994 Master
But when Song Wanning actually stopped, he roared and howled, "If you're so capable, give me a quick death! What kind of torture is this?"

This is too painful; it's worse than death.

"Heh...it seems my strength wasn't enough."

Song Wanning's face darkened, and the Soul Blade split into several pieces, beginning to continuously sever the man's soul.

"what--"

The man roared again, his whole body convulsing in pain.

Blood began to flow from all seven orifices of his body, which looked terrifying. His eyes were also filled with blood and tears, as if his eyes had been gouged out.

This time, Song Wanning's attack was even more ruthless. The pain of countless knives cutting into his soul was truly worse than being killed.

But Song Wanning was determined not to give him a quick death and was determined to teach him a lesson.

The Soul Blade continued its relentless advance.

Even when the man begged for mercy, Song Wanning remained unmoved, and the speed at which the Soul Blade cut increased.

At first, the man could still beg for mercy, but in the end he was so numb from the pain that he could only roll around with his body in his arms, unable to make a sound at all.

Song Wanning frowned slightly, and only put away the Soul Blade when the man was almost tortured to death.

The man lay on the ground, seemingly dead, his breathing becoming extremely weak.

He lifted his eyelids and looked at Song Wanning with utter fear in his eyes.

He never wanted to experience that kind of pain a third time.

Have you thought it through?

Song Wanning stared at him coldly.

The man nodded hastily, fearing that Song Wanning would make another move.

"Alright, this is your last chance. If you try anything again..."

"hehe."

Song Wanning smiled.

The man flinched, no longer daring to entertain any other thoughts.

He now feels that death is better than suffering.

Since the other party had agreed, Song Wanning didn't rush him any further, but waited for him to recover.

Fortunately, Song Wanning only severed the soul and did not actually devour it, so she recovered faster.

After he regained some of his strength, Song Wanning asked him to find a way to contact the person behind him.

Moreover, he had already discussed the wording with him.

The man nodded, but he was having some ideas in mind.

Song Wanning naturally didn't completely believe him either, and upon seeing this, she simply said something indifferent.

"Tell me, is it faster for him to come and save you, or for him to continue cutting into your soul?"

The man's expression changed, and he quickly smiled and said, "Senior, you misunderstand. I was just thinking about how not to be seen through by the other party."

Song Wanning raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying.

"I don't care what you do, but if the other party notices something is wrong, then you know the consequences."

No one can guarantee that this person won't tip off the other party, so we must find a way to eliminate the source of all this.

Therefore, while Song Wanning said she wouldn't interfere, she actually immersed her soul into the man's consciousness.

Suddenly, a powerful sense of oppression swept over them again.

The man's heart tightened immediately, and he dared not be presumptuous anymore; he also became nervous.

Under Song Wanning's gaze, he began to perform rituals on the altar.

Those gestures were very complex; Song Wanning had never seen them before, nor had she seen them in the memories of other Nascent Soul cultivators.

It seems to be a unique way for this person to contact others.

As the incantation was chanted, wisps of white smoke began to appear on the altar.

Then, an unfamiliar voice appeared in the cave.

"What's the matter?"

His voice was cold and silent, carrying an aura of death.

Song Wanning frowned slightly; the voice sounded unfamiliar.

"Master, something terrible has happened!"

The man immediately followed his pre-arranged story and began to complain to the voice. "Two immortals, for some reason, have come down to the mortal realm and discovered our plan!"

"They not only massacred a large number of Nascent Soul cultivators, but also destroyed the entire altar. Now I don't dare to show my face and can only hide inside this altar!"

The man's anxious demeanor was genuine and not an act.

He wanted his master to save him, but he knew that if he asked for help, he would die immediately.

It would be better to use the fact that they can contact their master and try to survive.

The person on the other end remained silent for a long time after hearing this.

But this doesn't seem surprising.

Song Wanning wasn't surprised, after all, the other party must have noticed that she had destroyed so many altars.

That's why she made the man report the truth.

"Owner?"

After receiving no response for a long time, the man became a little anxious.

"What do we do now? I definitely can't beat those two immortals. If we're discovered, we'll surely die a horrible death!"

"My life is not important, but if it affects your career, then that's not good!"

He didn't forget to flatter, as always.

Song Wanning smirked. This guy knows how to read the room.

Finally, there was some sound from the other side.

"Um……"

"If you do as I say, they won't be able to find you."

After he finished speaking, a strange script began to appear in the white smoke.

"Did you remember?"

The voice asked again, its tone soft.

"I've got it!"

The man nodded.

The other party simply uttered an "Mmm," and the white smoke dissipated without another word.

They didn't seem to care much.

The man's face turned pale.

Song Wanning chuckled lightly, "What, only now do you realize you were just a discarded pawn?"

"Weren't you thinking he'd risk his life to come down and save you?"

The other party's identity would be exposed if they came down, so how could they possibly appear?

This person is just indulging in wishful thinking.

The man's face flushed red, and he realized this as well. He gritted his teeth and said to Song Wanning, "I can tell you everything I know, but can you... spare my life?"

If it weren't for these heavenly punishments, he would have ascended to immortality long ago.

Having given so much, he was truly unwilling to give up.

“I can consider it.”

Song Wanning smiled faintly throughout, but the smile never reached her eyes.

The man couldn't quite figure out her personality, but he had no other choice but to honestly tell Song Wanning how he had seduced his master.

"You mean that person who gave you that thing died?"

"Yes, he gave me this book before he died, saying that it contained methods on how to avoid divine punishment and ascend to immortality, and that I must keep it safe."

The man nodded, thinking he had gotten a good deal, and quickly took the book back with him.

When I went back and looked at it again, I found that some of the methods inside were sinister.

At the time, he was also very resistant. After all, he had cultivated for so many years. He was not exactly upright, but at least he was not a wicked cultivator who committed many evil deeds.

But as time went on, he was still tempted.

So, following the instructions in the book, they contacted the owner.

However, the master asked him to spread the book so that more cultivators could participate.

Moreover, his master also told him that he would receive a small portion of the luck and cultivation growth that others gained.