The Soul Returns: The Peerless Imperial Daughter Begins to Abuse the Scumbag

Yu Yu's face was as pale as paper, and he glared at Mu Chengyun angrily, with anger flashing in his eyes.

His fists were clenched tightly, and his heart was filled with resentment and resentment.

He could not accept this cruel fact. He watched helplessly as his once respected senior brother became so cruel and insane. His heart was filled with pain and helplessness.

This feeling is like being pierced by thousands of arrows and being torn by a knife.

Faced with Mu Chengyun's overwhelming strength and huge power, Yu Yu felt helpless.

His strength is far inferior to Mu Chengyun, like a firefly to the bright moon, he can't compete with him at all.

He could only watch helplessly and hopelessly as Mu Chengyun arrogantly ascended to the position of Palace Master, his heart overwhelmed by endless despair and sadness.

Eventually, those elders and disciples who were loyal to him fell one after another under the brutal attack of the powerful man in the black cloak.

Some people died on the spot, their bodies lying in a pool of blood like broken dolls.

Some were seriously injured, dying, and could no longer fight. Their miserable appearance was unbearable to look at.

Those who managed to survive were ruthlessly imprisoned in the dungeon by Mu Chengyun.

The dungeon was a dark, cold and damp place.

Yu Yu's heart was filled with self-blame and regret. He felt that he had betrayed their trust and loyalty.

He felt extremely regretful and self-blaming...

If we had been able to detect Mu Chengyun's conspiracy earlier, perhaps there wouldn't be such a tragic situation today.

But it's too late!

Mu Chengyun's followers cheered and celebrated their victory.

Those who once wavered in supporting Yu Yu fell into deep fear and despair.

They realized that Mu Chengyun's power was at its peak and could not be resisted, so they could only choose to surrender or escape.

Ever since Mu Chengyun ascended to a high position in Qianluo Palace, a bloody purge has been launched in the palace.

Those who had raised objections or rebelled against him, no matter they were prominent and respected elders or ordinary disciples, were ruthlessly suppressed.

Some people were forced to leave Qianluo Palace, while others were imprisoned in dark cells, their lives or deaths uncertain.

The entire Qianluo Palace fell into a dark and depressing atmosphere, as if shrouded by an invisible fear.

Everyone is silent and no longer dares to express their opinions easily, for fear of becoming the next victim if they are not careful.

People disappear every day, but no one dares to ask why.

The unknown fear lingers in everyone's heart like a ghost.

The atmosphere in Qianluo Palace became increasingly solemn, people were in panic, and lived in fear and anxiety.

At the same time, Mu Chengyun announced a shocking news to the public: Yu Yu died unexpectedly!

This sudden change caught everyone in Yunluo Continent off guard and shocked them!

But for Mu Chengyun, this was the opportunity he had always dreamed of.

Without Yu Yu, he finally got his wish and became the master of Qianluo Palace, holding supreme power.

However, Mu Chengyun was not satisfied with just controlling Qianluo Palace.

After ascending to the position of Palace Master, he learned the hidden secrets of Qianluo Palace - the legend of the Saint and the mysterious power that was enough to dominate the Yunluo Continent.

This secret was like a burning flame, instantly igniting endless desire in Mu Chengyun's heart.

He longed to possess that unparalleled power, longed to rule the entire Yunluo Continent, and become the most powerful and invincible being.

Therefore, Mu Chengdong used all the resources of Qianluo Palace and issued an order to find the Saint.

Countless men were dispatched to every corner of the Yunluo Continent, searching for clues related to the Saint.

They did not miss any possible place and even bravely stepped into some dangerous areas.

The disciples of Qianluo Palace were also mobilized and devoted all their efforts to the search operation.

The entire Qianluo Palace was shrouded in a tense and depressing atmosphere, and everyone was in danger.

As a result, the people of Yunluo Continent also knew the reason why Qianluo Palace had only had a Saint Son but no Saint Daughter for thousands of years...

It turned out that it was not because there was no suitable candidate, but because the real saint had not appeared yet.

Yu, whose cultivation had been destroyed, was now curled up in the corner of the dungeon, covered in wounds and breathing weakly.

Mu Chengyun imprisoned Yu deep in a dark and damp dungeon.

He would come to him every day with an arrogant attitude and ask him how he could find the Saint quickly.

His eyes were filled with madness and greed, like a hungry beast, craving for the legendary power.

He folded his hands over his chest and paced back and forth in front of Yu Yu, each step carrying an arrogant and domineering aura.

"Junior brother, tell me, how can we find the Saint? As long as you cooperate, I may be able to spare your life."

Mu Chengyun's voice echoed in the gloomy dungeon, carrying a bone-chilling chill, his eyes full of greed.

Yu Yu raised his head weakly, his eyes full of defiance and anger.

He snorted coldly in a faint voice: "Mu Chengyun, forget it! I will never let you succeed even if I die."

Mu Chengyun's face turned gloomy in an instant. He glared at Yu Yu fiercely, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked Yu Yu hard.

The kick landed directly on Yu's abdomen, causing him to curl up in pain and spit out some blood.

The blood spread on the ground, which was shocking.

However, Yu Yu did not succumb to Mu Chengyun's brutality.

He gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "You will never find out the whereabouts of the Saint."

Seeing this, Mu Chengyun became more and more angry.

He squatted down, grabbed Yu's collar tightly, and said viciously: "Junior brother, you don't know what's good for you. If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished."

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude. I have plenty of ways to make you speak!"

After saying that, he kicked Yu hard a few times again, and then ordered his men:

"Increase the punishment for this Palace Master. I don't believe he can keep talking tough."

Upon hearing this, the men around him immediately smiled ferociously and began to impose various cruel punishments on Yu.

They may burn his body with red-hot irons...

Or pierce his skin with a sharp needle...

Or they poured boiling oil on him, which splashed and made terrible noises...

Every kind of punishment is horrifying and horrific.

However, facing these cruel punishments, Yu gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and did not make any sound.

As the days passed, Mu Chengyun's pressure became more and more crazy.

He constantly used various tortures to torture Yu, trying to pry clues out of him about how to find the saint.

Although Yu was suffering from endless pain every day, he still refused to reveal a single detail.

Finally one day, Mu Chengyun found that his methods seemed to be ineffective, so he decided to change his strategy.

He realized that in order to get Yu's confession, he had to start from other aspects.

So he turned his attention to those who were closely related to Yu Yu - the elders.

"Junior brother," Mu Chengyun sneered, "Since you are so stubborn and refuse to reveal it, I have no choice but to find another way to make you speak."

"Perhaps these loyal elders can help you remember something and make you willing to tell me what I want to know."

After saying this, a malicious light flashed in Mu Chengyun's eyes, and he winked at his men.