After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Seeing that the other party didn't react much, Lin Fengmian raised an eyebrow and increased the pressure.

He used his divine sense to slowly turn a knob on that wisp of life soul, as if turning a knob on a radio.

Tens of thousands of miles away, Li Cheng suddenly clutched his head, his remnant soul fluctuating violently, a sharp, stabbing pain shooting through him.

"Hiss—! What's going on? Although my soul is severely damaged, its foundation is solid. I shouldn't be experiencing such inexplicable pain!"

He looked on with suspicion, stopped his escape light, and looked around warily, but found nothing.

The area within dozens of miles was deathly silent, without a single person in sight, let alone any possibility of an attack.

A sense of foreboding rose in Li Cheng's heart.

Lin Fengmian, inside the Spirit Spring Space, seemed to still be fuming and quite displeased.

"Old Li, I told you not to run! I told you not to run! You think you can hide at the ends of the earth and get away with it? Dream on!"

He rubbed his hands together, eager to try, and immediately imagined that wisp of life soul as Li Cheng himself.

He sent all those ten cruel tortures of the Qing Dynasty that he found so unforgettable to him, all at once, from a distance!

Li Cheng, thousands of miles away, instantly experienced what it meant to be punished no matter how far away one is!

"Awooo—!!!"

He let out a bloodcurdling scream, as if he had been thrown into a pot of boiling oil.

It was as if thousands of red-hot steel needles had pierced every corner of my soul at the same time!

That familiar, excruciating pain that seeps into every cell of my soul has descended once again!

This feeling was a hundred times more intense than the ninefold lightning tribulation he suffered when he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage!

At least lightning tribulations have intervals, but this thing keeps drilling in continuously, wave after wave!

"Damn it!! Lin Fengmian—!"

Li Cheng was writhing in pain in the air, his whole body convulsing, and tears were almost streaming down his face.

He screamed and cursed, but he didn't even know where Lin Fengmian was.

The feeling of having his life in someone's hands, and being unable to escape no matter where he went, almost drove him to the brink of collapse.

"I...I'm not done with you yet—! Ah—!"

In the desolate mountains, screams echoed endlessly, startling countless birds and beasts into flight.

"What's going on? I've already escaped, so how can I still feel... the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty!"

Li Cheng was in so much pain that he tumbled in the air, feeling as if he were being kneaded by an invisible giant hand, with waves of tearing pain emanating from the depths of his soul.

He clenched his teeth, forcibly steadying himself, veins bulging on his forehead, cold sweat streaming down his withered cheeks.

It must be that little devil; he tormented me for far too long before.

You've tormented me to the point of hallucination!

Yes! That must be it!

Li Cheng frantically tried to comfort himself, forcing himself not to think about that terrible possibility.

He has now fled tens of thousands of miles and is long gone from that area.

How could someone possibly harm you from a distance? That doesn't make sense!

But the next moment, another incredibly real pain came, as if someone had placed a red-hot branding iron directly on the core of his soul!

"ah--!"

Li Cheng let out a heart-wrenching scream as he plummeted from mid-air.

It crashed heavily onto the canopy of a towering ancient tree, breaking countless branches, before finally falling heavily to the ground, creating a shallow crater.

"How could this be! This can't be real!"

He curled up on the ground, trembling uncontrollably. "How can this scoundrel still perform the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty from a distance?!"

Li Cheng was on the verge of collapse. He couldn't understand why, even though he had clearly distanced himself from Lin Fengmian...

Why did such deep-seated torment still find me? What methods did the other party use?

In all his years of life, he had never heard of anyone who could harm someone's soul from thousands of miles away!

He gasped for breath for a while before the excruciating pain subsided slightly.

Li Cheng collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his mind racing.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, he sat up abruptly, his eyes wide open, and quickly checked his body!

With his divine sense, he indeed made a discovery!

Why is a part of my own life force still missing?!

He checked it repeatedly, his face growing paler and paler until it turned ashen. He clearly remembered that when he left the jade pendant's space, his soul was intact.

But now, a corner of that core area is missing, as if someone had scooped a piece out with a knife!

Previously, Li Cheng was so overjoyed at regaining his freedom that his mind was filled with thoughts of escaping Lin Fengmian's clutches.

He hadn't even noticed that part of his soul was missing. Now that he realized it, he was filled with despair!

The life soul is the foundation of a cultivator's spirit. If the life soul is incomplete, at best, cultivation will be difficult to advance, and at worst, the foundation will be shaken and the spirit will dissipate!

Moreover, the fact that the other party holds my life soul in their hands is equivalent to the other party holding half of my life in their hands!

From now on, as long as Lin Fengmian has a thought, Li Cheng will be affected no matter where he runs!

Moreover, since his life soul is incomplete, even if he finds a suitable physical body in the future, his strength will definitely not be able to recover to its peak, and even breaking through the bottleneck will become a luxury!

Damn it! That little devil must have set a trap for me while I was away!

Li Cheng slammed his fist into the ground viciously, sending dirt flying.

"That jinx! He must have deliberately set me up! He didn't really want to let me go; he wanted me to walk right into his trap!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Back in the jade pendant space, Lin Fengmian had first pretended to be friendly, then promised him freedom, and then even crafted a physical body for him—now that he realized it was all a trap! That kid never intended to let him go from the very beginning!

"Oh dear! How could I have been so caught off guard and fallen into their trap!"

Li Cheng was so angry that he stomped his feet on the spot, his face contorted in rage. With nowhere to vent his anger, he took it out on the nearby trees!

"Boom boom boom—!"

A series of violent palm strikes roared out, causing the ancient trees around them to explode one after another, sending wood chips flying and dust filling the sky.

Deep craters were blasted into the ground, and the once lush forest was instantly turned into a scene of devastation.

The monsters in the mountains were so frightened by the sudden commotion that they all lay prostrate on the ground, trembling and not daring to utter a sound, wondering what disease this person had.

Several second-tier demonic beasts, who had intended to come out to investigate, immediately tucked their tails between their legs and retreated deep into their lair upon sensing the terrifying pressure.

They didn't dare utter a single sound.

After venting his anger for a while, Li Cheng finally collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Looking at the devastated mountains and forests, his face was filled with regret and despair.

"Lin Fengmian... how cruel you are..."

He looked up at the sky and sighed, his voice hoarse and powerless. Now that his life was in the other party's hands, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he could not escape the other party's punishment.