Cheng Feng was evidently gripped by the utmost fear.
He wanted to say something, make a final struggle, but, as soon as he opened his mouth, the next moment, his entire body was ruthlessly and decisively destroyed by an immense amount of mana, leaving not a trace.
And his soul was also struck by a merciless force, completely dominated, turned into a puppet that could only answer questions, with all self-awareness thoroughly erased.
In front of a group of Earth Immortal Great Powers, a mere Celestial Destiny Realm Demon Cultivator had no room for even the slightest struggle.
Even if his talent and ability could be called extraordinary, and he was not deeply involved with the Demon Dao, in the face of a single word from Cultivator Shen Yu, he held no weight.
