"Lo... Lord... spare ... Zuo Yan dares not..."
If he could, Zuo Yan really didn’t want to beg Nie Jiuque for rcy, especially now as just a mortal flesh and blood, he couldn’t bear to plead, but this bone-piercing, heart-wrenching pain was sothing no ordinary person could endure.
A thousand years, and he never expected to still be under his control.
Nie Jiuque, just you wait, if I can kill you once, I can kill you a second ti, a third ti...
While Zuo Yan begged for rcy with his mouth, he was ruthless in his heart, thinking of ways to make Nie Jiuque suffer pain worse than death.
Worse than death, yes, besides that woman, what else can make him life worse than death?
Zuo Yan once again set his sights on Wen Xiao’ai.
Yes, he actually knew most of Nie Jiuque’s affairs on this side.
Moreover, he knew long ago.
"Even dare to kill , what else wouldn’t you dare? Hm?"
Nie Jiuque squatted down in front of Zuo Yan, tilted his head to glance at that ball of blood light in his palm, then looked at Zuo Yan on the ground who was in such pain he was about to faint, showing no intention of stopping.
"This pain, do you rember it? How does it feel? Have you recognized what your identity is?!"
Back then, when he discovered Zuo Yan had the heart of rebellion a thousand years ago, though he spared his life, it was not really out of softness to let such a ticking ti bomb stay by his side.
He gave Zuo Yan two options at that ti, either to abolish all his mana and leave the Demon Realm forever, or willingly let him plant a Blood Poisonous Insect in him.
Zuo Yan chose the latter.
And the mont Zuo Yan made his choice, he tasted the power of the Blood Poisonous Insect, but it was too late for regret.
Since then, he had behaved, not daring to show any disrespect towards Nie Jiuque.
Of course, he only dared not act rashly in front of Nie Jiuque.
This is also why Zuo Yan doesn’t dare to openly seek revenge with Nie Jiuque, who currently is not as strong as him, and only dares to make small moves behind the scenes.
And why doesn’t Zuo Yan announce Nie Jiuque’s reincarnation to let the Immortal Realm deal with him? It’s because in Zuo Yan’s ambition, the Demon Realm will sooner or later be his.
He does not allow the entire Demon Realm to be hard or even buried along with Nie Jiuque again.
Moreover, he wants to personally finish him; only then can he dispel the hatred in his heart.
Nie Jiuque will die sooner or later, but he must die worthlessly, not dragging anyone down with him.
"Do you think that as long as I die, this Gu poison will never have a chance to flare up again?" Nie Jiuque looked at Zuo Yan on the ground, who was in so much pain he couldn’t speak, with a blank expression.
"I warn you, if you dare to use the na of the Demon Realm to create a ss again, I will let the Blood Poisonous Insect inside you gnaw your flesh and bones clean, making you rember this pain worse than death forever."
"I dare not... Zuo Yan dares not... ah..."
Zuo Yan forced out a few words from his throat, feeling as if billions of fanged insects were gnawing at his flesh and bones, his soul enduring extre tornt.
From his bulging veins and pale skin, one could clearly see blood-red things swimming rapidly, seemingly about to break through the skin at any mont, just looking at them was terrifying.
"Where is Ye Qi, where is the Cat Demon Clan Leader?"
"I... I don’t know..."
"You don’t know?"
Nie Jiuque narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly running low on patience, the blood light in his palm suddenly blood brightly, red to the point of being blinding, and in that blood light, one could vaguely see a fingertip-sized insect writhing gently.
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