Excessive ferocity due to caution

Those familiar with Zhao Yi can easily understand the look of infatuation in his eyes.

That was the look that Zhao Yi would show when he was dissecting a corpse.

Reading someone's memories is like experiencing a completely new life.

This feeling itself is intoxicating.

Moreover, Huang Liangmeng also had things about the church that Zhao Yi was eager to know.

The Taotie sensed the increased blood flow from Zhao Yi's body and became excited, its deep, resonant roar faintly echoing throughout the hall.

This sound is always accompanied by a sense of antiquity and timelessness, which can awaken the fears that lie dormant deep in one's soul.

Upon hearing the roar, Huang Liangmeng's heart clenched, and a force pulled him back quickly, barely dodging Zhao Yi's sudden slash!

The sharp blade severed a single strand of the pipe dream.

Behind the pale red glint of the blade lies Zhao Yi's eyes, an abyss from which he cannot escape.

What a quick knife!

If the torture device on his heart hadn't sensed the danger and displayed its power in time, Zhao Yi's knife would have struck him without any resistance!

Realizing he was caught in a dream, he broke out in a cold sweat!

He was not weak, and was at the same level as Zhao Yi, but with just this one strike, he felt the difference in strength between the two!

In the past, he would have fled instead of fighting Zhao Yi to the death.

But now, the immense power emerging from the heart has given Huangliang Meng confidence!

"Fine..."

"Since I can't get an answer from you today, I might as well take your body back with me..."

"I was originally planning to let you live a little longer, but since you're so eager to die, I have no choice but to grant your wish!"

Huang Liangmeng clenched his fists tightly, his strength surging forth from the torture device on his heart.

Those strange powers flowed through his veins and throughout his body. As the immense power spread, it was accompanied by unimaginable pain!

"Aaaaaah!!"

Huang Liang Meng looked up and shouted.

Sharp blades pierced through his skin, quickly covering his entire body, transforming Huang Liangmeng into a porcupine.

The blades were covered with sharp barbs, which were not fixed in place. Every time Huang Liangmeng moved, her skin and muscles would rub against these barbs, creating wounds and causing her excruciating pain!

He opened his mouth, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, and made an exaggerated expression.

But during this process, his aura continued to rise, like a mad beast, restless and violent!

The nearby assassins received orders and left the area immediately.

Zhao Yi dragged his knife around the ground, calmly waiting for the transformation of the Yellow Millet Dream to end.

The tip of the knife left a shallow scratch on the ground.

The smell of gunpowder was faint.

"How pitiful."

Zhao Yi mocked.

Huang Liangmeng's head was folded at a ninety-degree angle, his neck tilted as he looked at Zhao Yi, his eyes bloodshot, and he burst into laughter:

"You're the one who's pathetic!"

"How dare mortals from the foot of the mountain mock the gods on the mountain?"

Zhao Yi:

"You are not God, you are just a dog of the church."

Huang Liangmeng didn't even feel ashamed or angry; instead, he proudly retorted:

"To you ants, I am a god!"

"Zhao Yi...you will pay the price for your actions!"

Zhao Yi picked at his ear with his left hand and said:

"You're afraid of the church... then are you afraid of me?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Liangmeng burst into maniacal laughter, his mouth tearing open all the way to his ear. Blood, mixed with saliva, dripped continuously from the corner of his mouth, forming long strands, a truly disgusting sight.

"Who gave you your confidence?"

"How dare a worm from the mud say such a thing?"

Sensing that Huang Liangmeng's aura had reached its peak, Zhao Yi gripped his knife tightly and smiled faintly:

"You'll be afraid of me... very soon."

Clang!

Zhao Yi made his move, unleashing his divine power of laws along the Taotie's body!

Huang Liangmeng neither dodged nor evaded, but directly used her arm, which was bound by the torture instruments, to withstand Zhao Yi's knife!

Clang!

The terrifying clang of metal striking metal was like a silver bottle shattering; the sound waves spread out and almost completely destroyed the nearby buildings!

Reinforced concrete, in the face of the sound waves generated by the collision of the two people, was as fragile as paper.

Huang Liangmeng confronted Zhao Yi, a ferocious and terrifying smile on his face.

"Now I finally understand why they gave me this torture device..."

"That's so I can come and take revenge on you myself!"

"What you owe me... you'll pay me back in full today!"

He was already delirious from the pain.

He placed all the blame on the person in front of him.

The instruments of torture continued to entangle his flesh and soul...

The more they get entangled, the deeper they go.

Like a wild beast that is insatiable and tirelessly demanding more.

Zhao Yi didn't respond to him. With a flick of his wrist, he sent him flying into the void and closed in on him!

The two clashed repeatedly, their powerful forces unleashing a blinding light that turned half the sky crimson!

"Ahhh!!"

Huang Liangmeng screamed in agony as his spine suddenly burst through his skin, every inch of flesh replaced by fine rusted metal. In the end, the spine transformed into a terrifying chain, and the tip of his tailbone became a snake's head with tentacles!

"Kill...kill!!"

Huang Liang Meng bled from all seven orifices, appearing to both cry and laugh, his innate divine power collapsing inch by inch, and being replaced by another mysterious force!

Seeing this, Zhao Yi knew that Huang Liang was unable to subdue him and was beginning to demand more power from the instruments of torture.

That instrument of torture was indeed extraordinary, constantly giving Huang Liangmeng terrifying power within his body and the limits of what he could endure!

But as Huang Liangmeng continued to draw power from the torture instruments, his body and even his soul were constantly being transformed by them!

He can never go back.

Humans have been completely reduced to mere appendages of torture instruments.

Even if Huang Liangmeng really defeats Zhao Yi today, he can never go back to the way things were before. He will either join the church headquarters or... have the torture device taken from his heart and be completely abandoned.

It depends on the church's mood.

Chi!

A surge of suffering emerged from Huang Liangmeng's brow along with the demonic lotus, its spine, which had pierced through his body, whipped against Zhao Yi like a long whip!

Each lash carried boundless divine power, striking the Taotie tightly held in Zhao Yi's hand, causing Zhao Yi's tiger's mouth to go numb!

Zhao Yi's eyes were sharp, but he didn't rush to use his full strength. Instead, he tried to use his evil gaze and the ability to dissect the ox to analyze the power operation of the torture instruments.

Previously, he lacked the strength to see through the clues, but now he has discovered the unusual nature of the torture instruments—

The power of this torture device... has nothing to do with the rules!

It can clash with the rules, and even transcend them, yet the power itself does not come from the rules!

This piqued Zhao Yi's curiosity.

Because whether it's the cultivation of evil or the cultivation of the sovereign, they are essentially based on rules.

Both methods of cultivation acknowledge that rules are the supreme power in this world.

Regardless of how things change afterward, it will all be about developing and utilizing the laws governing this world.

But the torture instruments are different... the power within them does not belong to any one law!

"Could it be that the power of these torture devices doesn't originate from this era?"

Zhao Yi's gaze flickered uncertainly.

PS: First update.