This figure is Zhang Zeduan.
At this moment, Zhang Zeduan's entire body was bound by a chain burning with dark purple flames, and his spiritual power was trapped inside by the strange red glow emitted from a lantern above his head, which continuously flowed with dark red blood.
The dark purple flames on the chain were extremely odd, burning his flesh on one hand, yet swiftly healing the wounds on the other.
Such cruel torture left Zhang Zeduan mentally exhausted and very disheveled.
A formidable cultivator in the Nascent Soul True Monarch Realm suffering such misery also indirectly proved Xu Xiu's strength.
"How is it?"
"Anything you want to tell your master?"
"We've been master and disciple for a journey; I don't want to force you. Speak out, and I'll give you a quick end, letting you pass on peacefully."
"Otherwise, you're aware of your master's methods. Burning Soul Netherworld Flame is just an appetizer..."
