Dragon Martial Sovereign-Chapter 1031 - 1030: You Are Simply a Demon!

The Abbot said, "I really don't understand why you want to kill me. We have no grievances or hatred between us, yet you actually want to kill me?"

Lin Fan replied, "You're right; there is indeed no grievance or enmity between us. However... you have committed atrocious acts, so you certainly deserve to die!"

The Abbot angrily retorted, "Don't wrongly accuse me. How have I committed atrocious acts?"

Lin Fan said, "Are you truly unaware of what you have done?"

After pausing for a moment, Lin Fan continued, "Given the things you have done, you deserve to die a hundred times over!"

The Abbot fell silent.

Because the Abbot realized that the person before him must already know about the matters of Anhua Temple.

At the same time, a deep sense of confusion settled in the Abbot's heart. How could this man possibly know about Anhua Temple's affairs?

"Haha!"

The next moment, the Abbot burst into laughter and said, "Since it has come to this, since I've already fallen into your hands, I have no more words. Do whatever you wish..."

Before Lin Fan could speak, Zhao Fei'er rushed forward and coldly said, "Letting you die so easily would be far too lenient."

Then, Zhao Fei'er turned to Lin Fan and asked, "Lin Fan, could you hand this man over to me?"

Lin Fan nodded and said, "Alright!"

At this moment, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy for the Abbot.

Although Lin Fan didn't know how Zhao Fei'er would treat the Abbot, he knew Zhao Fei'er deeply hated him. It was certain that if Zhao Fei'er tortured him, it would be a fate worse than death.

Even the Abbot's face became very grim.

At the same time, the Abbot felt a growing sense of terror.

To be honest, if he were to die swiftly, he wouldn't be worried because he wasn't afraid of death. But he had a feeling that once he fell into this woman's hands, he would truly experience a fate worse than death.

Zhao Fei'er wore a cruel smile, then slowly approached the Abbot.

The Abbot asked in terror, "What do you plan to do? Stay away, don't come closer..."

"Hehe..."

Zhao Fei'er laughed and said, "I just want to give an explanation to those female slaves you kept..."

As she spoke, Zhao Fei'er had already come very near to the Abbot.

At the same time, Zhao Fei'er slowly raised her right hand, and suddenly a wisp of flame ignited on her right index finger.

"Phoenix Fire?"

The Abbot shouted in fear, and in that instant, his heart sank into greater despair. The Abbot was well aware that Phoenix Fire was an incredibly terrifying force; once burned by it, one would truly experience a fate worse than death. Phoenix Fire doesn't kill you quickly; it subjects you to prolonged torture, inflicting dual torment on the body and soul until death.

"Don't burn me!"

The Abbot's voice trembled as he said, "As long as you don't burn me, I'm willing to submit and surrender to you!"

The monks surrounding him were shocked upon hearing the Abbot's words. They knew the Abbot had always been highly prideful; he would never say such words, even in the face of death.

But today, the Abbot was actually surrendering to a woman?

"Could it be that flame is truly so powerful? Otherwise, why would the Abbot directly choose to surrender?" Many could only think this way.

At the same time, the monks turned their gaze to Zhao Fei'er.

They thought, given the present situation, since the Abbot had already pleaded for mercy, surely the woman before them wouldn't refuse, would she?

No matter what, the Abbot was a super expert, having such a powerful expert surrender would not only protect them, but also be prestigious.

However, much to their surprise, after hearing the Abbot's plea, Zhao Fei'er simply smiled lightly.

They heard Zhao Fei'er say indifferently, "Do you think surrendering will absolve you of your sins? Let me tell you, today, no matter what you do, you won't escape death!"

Zhao Fei'er's words were firm and resolute.

Upon hearing Zhao Fei'er's words, the Abbot's face turned even more ashen, and his heart sank into deeper panic.

The Abbot understood what "won't escape death" meant here.

He knew clearly that since he wouldn't escape death, the woman before him certainly wouldn't let him die easily; instead, she would make him suffer endlessly until death.

Zhao Fei'er continued, "Oh, I forgot to tell you something very important. My Phoenix Fire is not ordinary; when used to burn people, it is ten times more painful than regular Phoenix Fire."

"What?"

The Abbot's body trembled slightly.

He was very aware that ordinary Phoenix Fire was already extremely terrifying, and the woman's Phoenix Fire was ten times more terrifying?

It's really...

Too frightening!

"You're simply a Demon!"

The Abbot roared furiously.

"Soon, you'll find out that I'm even more of a Demon than you imagined!"

Zhao Fei'er laughed brilliantly.

Then, Zhao Fei'er gently flicked the flame in her hand, which landed directly on the Abbot's right hand.

The Abbot was filled with terror as he tried to shake off the flame clinging to his right hand, but he sorrowfully discovered that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remove the flame.

The flame began to burn, starting on his right hand.

Immense pain instantly swept through every nerve in the Abbot's body.

The Abbot even discovered that the Phoenix Fire was not only burning his body but had also started burning his soul.

In other words, the Abbot's body and soul were subjected to double torment.

Moreover, Zhao Fei'er didn't encase the Abbot in fire all at once to burn him, but rather let him burn slowly with a small amount of flame, bit by bit; this kind of pain was even more horrifying.

The Abbot's anguished cries were deeply unsettling.

The surrounding monks, witnessing this scene, felt a terror beyond words.

They were well aware that normally, the Abbot was a man of iron will—even if you sliced away his skin little by little, he wouldn't utter a sound.

But now, under the burning flame, the Abbot was continually screaming?

They knew that flame must be terrifying beyond comparison.