After Shen Qingyang let out a scream, he passed out again.
There was more foam coming out of his mouth than before, and there were even faint traces of bright red blood.
Even though he was unconscious at this time, Shen Qingyang's body was still twitching, which showed how terrible pain he was suffering.
"Quick, quick, quick, the sixth one!"
"I want to see what this guy will look like when he gets the tenth silver needle!"
Yuan Tian urged Lin Xiao impatiently.
Lin Xiao naturally would not let him down, and immediately pierced the sixth silver needle into Shen Qingyang's forehead.
"ah!"
Shen Qingyang woke up with a scream.
But before he could speak, the seventh silver needle had already pierced his forehead.
Before she could even utter a single word, Shen Qingyang passed out again.
This time, what came out of his mouth was no longer white foam, but bright red blood.
"He won't die, will he?"
Holy Spirit Fire asked in a low voice.
Lin Xiao shook his head, smiled, and said, "He can't die. I said I won't let him die. It will be difficult for him to die even if he wants to."
As he spoke, the eighth silver needle fell.
Shen Qingyang woke up again, but this time he didn't scream anymore. There was deathly silence in his red eyes, as if his soul had died and only this skin was left.
"I thought that people at the peak of the Grand Master's realm could be able to withstand ten silver needles, but I didn't expect that it was only the eighth one that was enough."
"Senior, we can't continue. If the ninth silver needle falls, this guy will probably become a vegetative state."
Seeing Shen Qingyang's appearance, Lin Xiao frowned and said.
Yuan Tian nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Since he is still useful to you, forget it."
"After such torture, I feel much better, haha!"
Shen Qingyang seemed unaware of everything in the outside world, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes.
Even though the severe pain caused by the silver needle was still tearing at his body and soul, Shen Qingyang seemed to no longer feel the pain.
Lin Xiao pulled out all eight silver needles from Shen Qingyang's forehead. Every time he pulled out a silver needle, Shen Qingyang's body would tremble.
But his face and eyes did not change at all from the beginning to the end, and there was only endless numbness and despair.
"Tsk!"
After seeing Lin Xiao pull out all the silver needles, Yuan Tian also pulled out the Tai'a sword inserted into Shen Qingyang's right shoulder, bringing up a smear of blood.
Lin Xiao lifted Shen Qingyang with one hand and placed him on the chair.
Then he said calmly: "Now, you listen to what I say."
"If you don't want to try the power of my ten silver needles again, you'd better be honest."
Shen Qingyang's body trembled suddenly, and finally there was a trace of fluctuation in his numb eyes.
As if waking up from a big dream, he suddenly knelt down in front of Lin Xiao, kowtowed and said: "I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me."
"If you are willing, kill me now. I beg you not to use that silver needle again..."
If that extremely humble appearance were seen by outsiders, who would believe that Shen Qingyang was a powerful person at the peak of the Grand Master's realm?
Throughout the ages, there have been many people who have reached the peak of the Grand Master realm and been killed in battles, but he is probably the only one who has been tortured as badly as Shen Qingyang.
"I won't kill you, and don't even think about dying."
"I want you to go back to Wan Qingnian, or even to the Wan family, and work for me."
"I need to figure out the Wan family's current arrangements in Beicheng, as well as the Wan family's hidden power."