Douluo Continent: Qian Renxue dug up the wrong grave, and I ruthlessly controlled her.

"Stop wailing! I haven't had enough fun yet, how could I let Tang Hao die so easily?"

Fang Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, frowning impatiently.

These words did not bring any hope to the Shrek team; on the contrary, they deepened their despair.

Not dying might be more painful than dying.

Fang Yuan's cruelty was never about delivering a fatal blow, but rather about torturing them little by little, destroying their hope bit by bit.

Tang Hao raised his head with difficulty, his gaze falling on Tang San, his eyes filled with concern and helplessness.

He wanted to speak, to tell Tang San to run away quickly, to tell him to stop caring about him, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

He knew that Fang Yuan's strength was far too great.

Looking across the entire Douluo Continent, there are few who can stop him.

Even if Tang San tries to escape, he won't be able to. Fang Yuan will easily catch up with him, and he will end up in a worse situation than Tang San.

"Now that you've cried enough, let's keep playing."

"Answer the question! If you get the calculation wrong, only one or two people will die."

"Or, you can choose to all die here!"

Looking at the desperate and angry expressions on everyone's faces, Fang Yuan curled up a playful sneer.

The square fell silent once more, and everyone was struggling with their own inner turmoil.

Answer the questions?

No one knew what strange questions Fang Yuan would ask next, let alone what the consequences of answering incorrectly would be.

But if we don't answer, everyone will die here.

Yu Xiaogang slowly raised his head, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

He looked at Flander, Ning Rongrong and the others beside him, then at Tang Hao in the deep pit and Tang San standing helplessly to the side.

A thought suddenly popped into my head.

It's better for one or two people to die than for everyone to die here!

Better to die for your fellow Daoist than for this one!

As long as the lives of most people can be saved, it doesn't matter if a few people die!

Flanders was also struggling; he didn't want to sacrifice anyone.

But he knew they had no means to resist.

"Let's answer the questions."

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, suppressing the guilt and pain in his heart.

The Shrek Seven Devils...

No, one of them has already turned into minced meat.

Now they are the Shrek Six Monsters.

The six survivors stared in disbelief.

After all, choosing to answer the questions inevitably leads to someone's death.

But they also know that this is the only option at the moment.

"Let's begin!"

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes, and the smile on his lips became even more playful.

A silver-gray soul force appeared out of thin air and wrapped around Zhao Wuji, who was unconscious on the ground not far away.

Zhao Wuji was instantly pulled into the air, and with the surge of soul power, he slowly opened his eyes, which had been unconscious.

As soon as Zhao Wuji regained consciousness, he felt a powerful force binding him.

My body was uncontrollably ascending into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it was over a thousand meters high.

Zhao Wuji looked down and saw that the people on the ground were as insignificant as ants.

The fear of being utterly helpless and unable to call for help instantly overwhelmed him.

He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the shackles of his soul power.

No matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain.

They could only watch helplessly as they remained suspended thousands of meters in the air, at risk of falling at any moment.

"Tell me, why would someone die from falling from a height of thousands of meters without a martial spirit?"

Fang Yuan asked the Shrek Academy members in a calm tone.

Upon hearing this, the Shrek members were instantly dumbfounded.

This is another question based on common sense!

People are likely to get injured when they fall. The higher the fall, the greater the impact and the greater the probability of death.

But they didn't understand why Fang Yuan would ask such a question.

Even more perplexing is that the answer to this question is linked to Zhao Wuji's life.

Everyone instinctively looked at Yu Xiaogang.

They all knew that Yu Xiaogang was well-read and proficient in various theories of Soul Masters.

Only Yu Xiaogang could possibly answer such a question.

"I don't know! I really don't know!"

"I can't tell the difference, I really can't!"

But at this moment, Yu Xiaogang seemed to have gone mad, holding his head in his hands and shouting wildly.

He devoted his entire life to studying the power of Soul Masters and the characteristics of Martial Souls.

Or rather, he spent his whole life copying theories, mostly common sense related to martial spirits, without any of his own original ideas.

He simply didn't know such common-sense questions that had nothing to do with Soul Masters.

This immense pressure and fear caused him to completely break down.

"It seems none of you know the answer."

"In that case, I'll mercifully tell you—it's because of gravity!"

"It is because of gravity that you are able to stand firmly on the ground."

"It is because of gravity that things falling from a great height will land on the ground."

"It is precisely because of gravity that the enormous impact of falling from a height of thousands of meters can kill a person instantly."

"This is common sense! It's a true principle of the universe!"

Fang Yuan looked at the Shrek Academy members, none of whom dared to answer, and his tone was tinged with sarcasm.

The Shrek members were filled with disbelief.

They never imagined that the answer to this seemingly simple question would be so complicated.

But they felt no relief; only endless fear remained in their hearts.

They knew that Fang Yuan had already given the answer.

This means...

Zhao Wuji's death day has arrived.

Fang Yuan snapped his fingers lightly, and the pale golden soul power that had been binding Zhao Wuji instantly dissipated.

Thousands of meters in the air, Zhao Wuji's body plummeted toward the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Boom!

Zhao Wuji slammed heavily onto the ground, turning into a bloody pulp.

The Shrek members trembled at the sight of the tragedy before them, their eyes filled with rage, but they dared not speak out.

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, trying her best to stop herself from vomiting.

Oscar lowered his head, unable to bear looking at the bloody scene any longer.

Tang San's body trembled violently, and the hatred in his eyes was almost overflowing.

But he could only grit his teeth and suppress the anger in his heart.

"Alright, that's enough for today. We'll continue playing in two weeks."

Fang Yuan glanced at the fearful and angry expressions on everyone's faces, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

This simple sentence instantly relieved the Shrek team.

Everyone's face showed relief at surviving the ordeal.

Before they could fully relax, Fang Yuan made another move with one hand.

Two pitch-black chains appeared out of thin air; one instantly wrapped around Yu Xiaogang, while the other wrapped around Tang Hao in the deep pit.

The chains were deeply embedded in their flesh, oozing blood.

"What are you doing?! We already agreed to answer the questions, why are you still arresting them?!"

Flander's eyes were filled with anxiety and anger as he shouted at Fang Yuan.

"I came here to capture Yu Xiaogang. What do you think I'm supposed to do?"

"As for Tang Hao—he was just a side dish. Who told him to be so ungrateful and dare to attack me?"

Fang Yuan turned to look at Flander, his tone slightly mocking.