The pain was too inhumane to bear. It hurt so much that Manson could not even form thoughts or control his body. It felt like he had been thrown into a pot of oil and fried a thousand times. Even being in hot oil would have felt better.

"What do you want to know?" said Manson raspily. "I-I don't know that much. I might be a chosen disciple, but I'm not that high up in ranking, so my position isn't that high either. I know very little about the important secrets. In truth, there are some things I do want to know, but I never had the courage or the means to find out. You...shouldn't hold out too much hope."

Fane sneered as he stared at Manson and spoke, his tone so cold that Manson shuddered, "Don't try to brush things over here. I'm not one you can sway with a word or two. You should come clean and tell me everything I want to know.

"You're lying when you say you don't know and you don't dare to find out. Since you're being dishonest, then I'll give you what you want!"Têxt belongs to .

The moment he said that, intense pain wracked Manson's soul again as though being slowly ripped apart. He could no longer control his body as he spasmed on the floor.

Everyone took a few steps back when they saw what was happening. Even if they hated warriors from second-grade worlds, Manson's cries of agony were straight out of a nightmare, so much so that everyone felt a sort of sympathy for him.

Those warriors who were mentally weaker hid behind others. They started to look at Fane with even more respect.

After five minutes of pain, Fane controlled the power of the Broken Soul Blade to not hurt Manson's soul anymore.

Manson slowly started to breathe normally again, but his face was incredibly pale as if all the blood had been extracted from it.

"Now, answer me. What's the use of

Heartblood? Where are the leaders of the second-grade worlds?" interrogated Fane. "How are their skills and what are their names?

to

me everything you know. Don't tell

be stubborn. I can tell you that I have all the time in the world to waste on you. If you don't mind the torture, you can continue being stubborn."

Manson's entire body shook as he immediately said, "I'll talk! I'll tell you everything I know! Don't torture me anymore!" Fane smiled and said, "Let's see how you perform."

At that moment, Fane might have a smile on his face, but Fane looked like a demon straight out of hell to Manson.

Manson's body shook, and his voice equally quivered as he whimpered, "I'm not lying. I really don't know that much. I want to know what

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Heartblood is used for. I did try to find out, but no one is willing to tell

me!

100 kilometers away from their location, at a cave 10 times bigger than Fane's a lot of warriors were gathered there. A small number them were from second-grade worlds while most of them

from third-grade worlds. However,

there was not a single warrior from a third-grade world that was standing.

All of them were lying in the freezing cave, their bodies shivering vehemently. They were chained up as numerous wounds decorated their bodies.

The warriors from second-grade worlds took amusement in torturing them.