Zhu Jue had been previously deposed by Lu Qingfeng, scorned by demons and considered incompetent.
Lu Qingfeng paid no mind.
He stepped forward.
His hand landed on the gigantic struggling head of Jiao Daoist and firmly held it down.
"Boy!"
"What are you doing!?"
Jiao Daoist barked in disbelief and anger.
Ao Le and Zhang Shu watched as Lu Qingfeng remained expressionless, his hand radiating Xuan Light.
Jiao Daoist, realizing his intent, sneered, "Out of your depth!"
He sensed that the newcor before him, whose origin he did not know, intended to implent punishnt.
But for three thousand years—
The flas and teors of the Fire Light teor Prison had failed to subdue him. The Investigation Departnt had sent countless experts in interrogation, who tortured him day and night for a full hundred years without breaking him.
Now, seeing Lu Qingfeng's actions, and feeling the demon fire coursing through his body via his seven orifices and acupoints, he was not only unafraid but also mocked him with crazed laughter, "I was just getting bored, so since you're so kindly offering to entertain your Grandpa Jiao, I'll play along!"
Jiao Daoist laughed unrestrainedly, impudent in his speech.
"Shut your nonsense, Evil Flood Dragon!"
Zhang Shu angrily rebuked him, glaring fiercely as though he were ready to die for his master.
"Ha ha!"
Jiao Daoist's laughter grew louder upon hearing this, just about to mock when his expression suddenly changed.
He saw Lu Qingfeng's palm ignite with Demon Fire.
The fire that entered his body initially felt indolent, like the lethargy of spring, so far from uncomfortable that it seed sowhat soothing.
Jiao Daoist, underestimating Lu Qingfeng's ability, thought lightly of him.
However, as the malicious fire traveled a short Celestial Cycle through his acupoints, he began to feel an unbearable itchy agony penetrating his bones and heart, with no way to scratch it, more torturing than enduring hundreds of slashes.
Jiao Daoist could barely endure.
Next, his bones felt so sore as if they were about to snap; thus, alternating between itchiness and soreness, or both simultaneously overwhelming him.
His very essence and marrow were gradually refined by the wicked fire until depleted.
At that point, Jiao Daoist was overwheld with the unbearable pain, agony, and itchiness that he could not alleviate, tornting him far more than re pain a hundred thousand tis over!
Even he, who feared no torture, could no longer bear it and roared out loud.
"Sss!"
"Just this trivial—ah!"
"Your Grandpa J—I—ahhh!"
Jiao Daoist's words were incomplete, his roars incessant, his body writhing and struggling amidst the fierce fire.
Clank clank!
The chains on his body rattled, making sounds as he scratched all over with his dragon claws, leaving trails of blood. His chaotic scratching did not relieve the itch or soreness inside; it was excruciating.
Trying to cover the itch with pain was futile.
His face twisted, Jiao Daoist's huge eyes bulging dramatically, tears streaming down. Even without a sound, one could see the imnse torture he endured.
"Ah!"
Not to ntion his painful shrieks that pierced the ears.
Ao Le and Zhang Shu shuddered at the sight.
It was unimaginable such tornting thods existed.
Lu Qingfeng, with a slight smile, told Jiao Daoist, "This is the 'Poison Punishnt Bone-locking Heart-piercing Little Asura Technique', treacherously poisonous, specifically lts the bones and tornts the heart and lungs. Even if you are of an Immortal Body, once this demon fire penetrates, it will ruin both your Dao and existence."
The technique was a high-level technique and an exceptional tornting thod from the Red Smoke Realm by Fiery Fire Wanderer for capturing and torturing his adversaries.
Few in the mortal realm could endure it.
After acquiring it, Lu Qingfeng had enhanced it several tis, elevating it to a Divine Power Level.
The power increased not rely by a thousand or ten thousand tis.
Under heaven, few, if any, could withstand such Divine tornt; they were nearly impossible to find.
Clearly.
Jiao Daoist was not among them.
"Spare... spare my life!"
Jiao Daoist, unable to endure the pain, his body covered in frightening blood marks, soon ceased his curses and pleaded for rcy.
Zhang Shu watched in astonishnt; this was one of the prouder great demons within the Fire Light teor Prison. Not only had his cultivation reached the ultimate step of the Fourth Realm of Life Cultivation, but relying on the 'Profound Water Banner of Ten Thousand Souls' he had refined, he was nearly invincible in the Fourth Realm.
In the end, it was Du Yuanqing, leading three thousand officers from the Investigation Departnt, who captured him.
Even so.
He had remained defiant in prison, refusing to confess guilt or bow his head, until now.
Never had it been expected that Lu Qingfeng with a single move would subdue him, leaving everyone speechless.
"Silence, Evil Flood Dragon!"
"Do you confess to wantonly harming peoples' crops and lives?!"
Lu Qingfeng's voice thundered with authority, his gaze piercing as he interrogated Jiao Daoist.
"This demon admits guilt!"
Jiao Daoist's spirit was crushed by all manner of painful tornt; now hearing anything, he promptly agreed, his mind and heart only seeking to confess quickly to escape this inhuman tornt.
"Do you confess to flooding rivers and overturning boats and ships?!"
"Do you confess to devouring living spirits, acting immorally causing disaster, killing ninety thousand of the Water Clan, and taking one hundred thirty thousand human lives?!"
Lu Qingfeng did not cease his questioning.
"Little demon admits its guilt!"
"Little demon admits its guilt!"
"Little demon admits its guilt!"
The voice of Jiao Daoist trembled with extre pain as he confessed all his cris consecutively.
Lu Qingfeng wore a smile on his face as he respectfully addressed the cosmic abyss enveloped by the fire light teor, "Jiao Daoist has confessed his cris, I, Guang Yuan, humbly request the Prison's Honor to bestow the hoop!"
Buzz!
As his words fell, the cosmos trembled, and the fire light teor imdiately dispersed. The heavens shone dazzlingly with golden light, and a streak of golden light descended, circling precisely around the head of Jiao Daoist.
Upon closer inspection, it was embellished with the fire light teor, appearing as a stern and majestic prison gate on the forehead.
Evidently, it was a golden hoop.
[Magic Artifact: Five Prisons Heart Phase Gag]
[Grade: Seventh-Order]
[Description: Born from the Five Prisons, capable of restraining the body and mind of demons. Should any evil thought arise, the Chastity Spell can be murmured; regardless of where one is, all Divine Skills will be lost, suffering the most unbearable pain ever experienced in one's life.]
"Five Prisons Heart Phase Gag!"
"Excellent."
"With this hoop to restrain, this Evil Flood Dragon can no longer resist and must respectfully obey commands!"
Ao Le and Zhang Shu rejoiced openly.
Others might not know, but they were aware—
This 'Five Prions Heart Phase Gag' complents the Five Prisons. Whenever a demon genuinely bows its head, confesses its sins willingly, and accepts its punishnt, it can request a corresponding grade Five Prisons Heart Phase Gag from the Five Prisons to restrain the demon.
Henceforth, the demon can only obediently follow orders and dare not deviate in the slightest.
However, most demons are rebellious, and making them sincerely admit their guilt and accept the punishnt and restraint is imnsely difficult! Various tortures must be exhausted. Even then, many demons don't comply, unafraid of brutal tortures and refusing to confess.
Therefore, it's necessary to force them onto the Demon-Slaying Platform and Slaughter Demon Platform to sever their flesh and obliterate their Divine Soul.
Countless demons exist within the Five Prisons.
However, very few can wear the 'Five Prisons Heart Phase Gag' and serve under the Shang River Dragon Palace.
But the ans of Lu Qingfeng—
Eyes of Ao Le and Zhang Shu brightened imnsely!
As the Five Prisons Heart Phase Gag descended, clouds around the Evil Flood Dragon transford, and a rather burly and gloomy middle-aged Daoist wearing a tattered Daoist robe appeared in front of Lu Qingfeng.
His limbs, collarbones, waist, and other vital areas were all pierced with chains, completely sealing his mana.
Above his head was a golden hoop.
Seeing Lu Qingfeng, fear appeared in his eyes.
It was indeed Jiao Daoist.
Transforming into human form, reminiscing the recent agony, Jiao Daoist dared not act rashly and respectfully saluted, "Little demon Jiao Daoist, pays respects to the Investigation God Monarch!"
All his rebellious aura retracted.
Lu Qingfeng ignored him, turning his head to look at Ao Le.
As the golden hoop settled, Ao Le's 'Fire Scripture Golden Scripture' in hand shimred in golden light, spontaneously adding a new page. When he flipped to that page, it displayed an image and text; the image vivid and lifelike, exactly Jiao Daoist's true form. The text to the left detailed his cris, while the text on the right was complex and abstruse.
Lu Qingfeng scanned it swiftly, morizing it.
"Mi ma mi ma mi ma mi ma mi ma mi ma roar!"
He murmured in his mouth.
At that, Jiao Daoist's face twisted in change, his knees collapsing, and he cried out in desperation, "Divine Monarch, have rcy!"
Then,
"Ah!"
He experienced a splitting headache, his entire body aching and itching all over. It seed like the pain of his previous punishnt was multiplied ten thousand tis, rendering Jiao Daoist collapsing on the ground, struggling ceaselessly.
"Ah ah ah!"
Before his form almost dispersed back into human shape.
Lu Qingfeng ceased his chanting.
"Huff!"
"Huff huff!"
Jiao Daoist then gasped deeply, finally escaping from the sea of suffering. His limbs trembled as he respectfully saluted towards Lu Qingfeng, "Little demon will heed the orders, earnestly beseeching the Divine Monarch to not chant the Heart Image Great Spell again."
Seeing this, Lu Qingfeng imdiately smiled and stated loudly, "Thus, you are punished to serve under my command for ninety thousand years."
Whether Jiao Daoist would live to see ninety thousand years later, that was another story.
"Little demon obeys the command!"
Once Jiao Daoist bowed his head, his sharp and rebellious spirit was completely lost.
Seeing such a deanor, and thinking of Jiao Daoist's appearance before, Lu Qingfeng could not help but think of that well-known figure in the Primordial era—
Beneath the Five Elents Mountain, with a Chastity Spell encasing his head, even the most unruly Demon King of heaven and earth could only serve a re mortal at his beck and call.
Compared to that, the Five Prisons Heart Phase Gag and Jiao Daoist were hardly anything.
He felt a mont of emotion.
Shook his head lightly.
And cast aside the thought.
Lu Qingfeng, along with Ao Le and Zhang Shu, exited the Abyss Prison that detained Jiao Daoist. Although only three had entered, now they erged with an additional burly, gloomy, and fearful Jiao Daoist.
"Continue."
His figure swept away, moving to another Abyss Prison that detained demons.
...
In Dong Xian State.
At the base of the Heaven Suppressing Army in Heaven Suppressing Mansion.
Great Marshal Ao Zhuo, along with Ao Shang, Ao Jue, and the other Five Heaven Marshals, were discussing matters in the tent.
"I respectfully take my leave!"
A general bid farewell and departed from the tent, leading two thousand soldiers directly towards the south under the Cloud Sky.
Inside the tent, Marshal of Eastern Heaven, Ao Shang's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched the great general leading the troops disappear in the distance.
Marshal of Western Heaven, Ao Jue withdrew his gaze and expressed his confusion, "I've heard that this newly appointed Marshal, Ao Zhan, though he was ordained by the Great Marshal as a Second Grade God General three years ago, his forces aren't complete, and the two thousand soldiers under his command are rely fillers. Their supplies and armor are even less satisfactory. Ao Zhan has been waiting for the past two years to replenish his troops and gather all necessary supplies and armor. Now that he has departed, seems as if no one hindered him, and he lacks nothing?"
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