Chapter 1120: Yanmo Brother, Times Have Changed

Chapter 1120: Yanmo Brother, Times Have Changed

Yanmo Brother, Times Have Changed

"What are you doing? Why do these disciples of the Yanhuang Sect look so happy and comfortable one after another? Are you all useless?" Yanmo Ancestor's face was almost completely lost in front of his own jailers at this point.

Especially behind him, the other Nascent Divinity Realm experts, as well as Demon Han, Elder Longpo of the Azure Dragon Clan, Number 9 from the Black Robed Divine Sect, and three other distinguished guests were present.

As a result, they actually witnessed such a humiliating scene.

"This... Lord Ancestor, please calm down! They, they don't fear pain!"

"Yes, Lord Ancestor, I've tried all sorts of punishments! Not only are they not afraid, they even ask for more!"

"These Yanhuang Sect disciples are truly bizarre!"

...

These jailers were crying. Encountering these Yanhuang Sect disciples had left these jailers almost unable to bear it.

"A bunch of useless idiots!" Yanmo Ancestor sneered, then shifted his gaze to Sun Wukong.

"Get lost, useless thing!" Yanmo Ancestor drove away the jailer who was torturing Sun Wukong, then stepped forward and arrived in front of Sun Wukong.

"Let me show you what hell is!" Yanmo Ancestor chuckled coldly, raised his hand, and twelve bone spears shot out, directly piercing through Sun Wukong's body!

"How's that? Is it..."

"Ah, so refreshing! Is this a whole new experience? Damn it, I haven't tried it before, is it a new model? Can I have another go?" Sun Wukong's face was full of satisfaction, and he couldn't help but blurt out.

Yanmo Ancestor was dumbfounded.

Almost simultaneously, other demonic players also exploded!

"Darn, it's Yanmo Ancestor!"

"Damn it, why is all the fun being monopolized by Brother Monkey King? Boss-exclusive torture combo, I want it too!"

"Big Brother Yanmo Ancestor, it's my turn, it's my turn, let me have a go too!"

"That's right, Yanmo Ancestor, if you have the guts, release that monkey and let me take over!"

"I've been here for almost a day and I've only experienced four kinds of punishments. Yet Brother Monkey King has enjoyed over a dozen varieties. Why? Do you, scenario designer, know how to create a plot?"

"Hey? Are the jailers here? Do you have any soy sauce? We're out of soy sauce in cell number 4, we can't eat hot pot without soy sauce! Could you bring us two bottles of soy sauce? By the way, when are we going to be tortured? I've been waiting for so long!"

...

The demonic players were all speaking up, each trying to have their say, eager to replace Sun Wukong and enjoy Yanmo Ancestor's exclusive torture.

"Shut up!!!" Yanmo Ancestor was infuriated, and the pressure of the Nascent Divinity Realm spread out, directly injuring all the demonic players.

This wasn't just an injury, it left behind a residual power that continued to cause immense pain!

"Aowoo, is this the Boss-exclusive combo? It's so refreshing!"

"Another round, another round!"

"Oh, this feeling is pretty good!"

"Fantastic, it's a shame to kill Yanmo Ancestor. After this plot is over, I can use Heartflame to create a few Yanmo Ancestor clones to have a great time in the sect!"

"Darn, are you guys trying to form a Yanmo Ancestor singing and rapping talent show?"

"Hey, that's not a bad idea! It has potential! Tickets can be sold for 999 contribution points. We'll definitely make a little profit. Hey, I'm really clever!"

...

Facing Yanmo Ancestor's pressure, the demonic players were spouting blood from their mouths and their bones were shattering, but their mockery was even more joyful!

"???" Yanmo Ancestor was utterly dumbfounded at this point.

These Yanhuang Sect disciples weren't afraid of pain?

Weren't they afraid of death?

Alright, since you're so arrogant, I'll kill the chicken to scare the monkey!

"Forget it, die!" Yanmo Ancestor raised his hand, slapped a player who had been the most cheerful to death.

"Well well, how is it? Are you going to continue being arrogant?" Yanmo Ancestor chuckled in satisfaction, believing that this would definitely scare them.

However...

"Hahaha, this idiot got slapped to death!"

"I'm laughing so hard, hahaha!"

"Yanmo Ancestor: I've tolerated you for so long! So lame, yet so showy!"

"Brothers, it's time to show our faces! The ones who die first are all noobs, only the ones who survive till the end are true kings!"

"This dumbass got slapped to death? Can't enjoy the exclusive torture combo anymore, can you? Hahaha!"

"As I enjoy my hot pot, I'm also watching these noobs being killed. Ah, so comfortable! Really comfortable!"

...

However, not only did Yanmo Ancestor not see the other Yanhuang Sect disciples become scared, but they even received cheers and praises from them.

It seemed that the same sect disciples being killed not only didn't make these guys scared, but actually made them overjoyed!

"???" At this point, Yanmo Ancestor was even starting to doubt his cultivation!

Why was it like this?

Damn it, how could this be?

Punishments were ineffective, and even killing them couldn't make them the least bit afraid. Why was this?

"These Yanhuang Sect disciples are actually so fearless in the face of death? Or perhaps, each and every one of them is eccentric and mad?" Elder Longpo of the Azure Dragon Clan was also somewhat shocked.

"These guys really aren't afraid or panicked at all! The Yanhuang Sect is truly bizarre!" Demon Han was also surprised. He finally realized that the Yanhuang Sect, which managed to defeat a territory controlled by their clan and kill three elders, was not without reason!

"Hehe, Brother Yanmo, your methods are outdated!" However, just at this moment, Number 9 from the Black Robed Divine Sect, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up.

"Hmm? What does Brother Number 9 mean by this statement? Please enlighten me!" Yanmo Ancestor was suddenly startled, then hurriedly inquired.

It had long been heard that the Black Robed Divine Sect had astonishing methods! Many steadfast cultivators, once falling into the hands of the Black Robed Divine Sect, couldn't endure it and either confessed everything or directly pledged allegiance, becoming loyal disciples of the Black Robed Divine Sect.

Many of the methods of the Black Robed Divine Sect were mysterious and unknown, but they were enough to make many Nascent Divinity Realm powers feel horrified.

"These Yanhuang Sect disciples are impervious to ordinary punishments or tortures! Moreover, they don't fear death either! The disciples of the Yanhuang Sect, Brother Yanmo, can be understood as being similar to our sect. They are all fervent devotees!"

"They don't fear death; they believe that death is a form of rebirth! In the next life, they will live better, gain more!"

"Therefore, the more you kill them, the happier and more joyful they become!"

...

Black Robed Divine Sect's Number 9 spoke up, his words leaving the Nascent Divinity Realm experts, demonic cultivators, and the powerful members of the Azure Dragon Clan all quite shaken!

No wonder the Yanhuang Sect was so exceptional!

In essence, it was unexpectedly similar to a cult like the Black Robed Divine Sect!

"He Yiming manipulates people's hearts to such an extent? So extraordinary?" Yanmo Ancestor couldn't help but exclaim at Number 9's words.

"Indeed! He Yiming is truly remarkable in this regard! But when faced with me, hehehe, it's their doomsday! If Brother Yanmo believes in me, why not let me torture these guys!" Number 9 from the Black Robed Divine Sect spoke up leisurely.

"!" At this point, all the present powerhouses were curious.

If they didn't fear even death, what means could possibly torture these Yanhuang Sect disciples?

"Alright, then please, Number 9, go ahead!" Yanmo Ancestor immediately agreed and ordered all the jailers to follow Number 9's instructions. He then stood aside with the six Nascent Divinity Realm experts, Demon Han, Elder Longpo, and the others, patiently observing.

"Hu hu hu..." Number 9 from the Black Robed Divine Sect finally let out an evil laugh.

The laugh was wicked, familiar, and sinister...

[Who is Number 9 from the Black Robed Divine Sect, long-time readers will understand].