He left, with a voice full of ridicule and disdain.
Han Qianqian looked at him, gritted his teeth and shot back in the same cold voice: “Play it however you want, if you want me to beg for mercy, you should die before it’s too late.”
With those words, Han Qianqian lay down directly on the ground and waited.
Ten minutes later, the old man appeared as promised.
Seeing that Han Qianqian still looked like he had his face turned to the side, the old man knew that Han Qianqian had given himself the definitive answer.
He didn’t get angry, he just smiled lightly, “Good, since you have already made your choice, I will do as you wish.”
With those words, a sea of fire rose up around Han Qianqian, and the devil’s practice from the Fang began once again.
Han Qianqian was not afraid, but also refused to lie flat, and like the first time, he rose up against it.
First it was fire, then ice, then earth, and after that, the double pressure of wood and gold.
The first three hurdles were difficult, but they were not particularly difficult for Han Qianqian.
But the combination of wood and gold at the end was too strong, and Han Qianqian, almost like last time, did not last long before he was completely defeated.
The ending never changed.
Nor did the old man seem intent on stopping.
When Han Qianqian was brought back to life again, when all the nightmares began again.
As the cycle went on, I don’t know how many hours or days pa*sed, but the cycle of reincarnation had already gone on for countless revolutions.
Han Qianqian was continually tortured in the five elemental wounds, then killed, and then continually brought back to life by the old man.
Everything seemed to be repeating itself, like a cycle of reincarnation.
“It’s been exactly six times, how about that, still not going to change your mind?” The old man looked at Han Qianqian with a soft smile.
Han Qianqian tilted his head to the side, not paying any attention at all.
The old man smiled, “Why don’t you say anything? Are you angry?”
Han Qianqian still ignored him, as far as he was concerned, there was no need for him to say a word to this pervert.
No wonder when he had first met him, he had felt that this old man was much more sinister and mysterious compared to the old man outside, but now it seemed that he had not deceived himself, and his face was born of his heart.
This old man’s heart was perverted, is why his face also carried a sinister evil.
“It doesn’t matter, there are many people who hate me, who are you to count? Besides, I don’t know how long I’ve lived these many years, if I have to do anything if I’m held in hatred, then wouldn’t I have given a living death in my life long ago?”
“Well, since you’re not talking, then there’s no point in communicating, so you go on.”
With those words, another round of torture began again.
Han Qianqian barely even brought a sound, he had already suffered these pains for an unknown number of times anyway, and although it was unbearable, he had suffered it so much that he had become accustomed to it.
The most important thing was that Han Qianqian was fighting with the old man. He wanted to save his strength for the end to resist the combined pressure of the gold and wood.
Han Qianqian believed that as long as he broke the final barrier, the old man would be furious.
Whether he killed himself or not, Han Qianqian would be able to take a good long breath of anger anyway.
With this in mind, Han Qianqian began his operation.
As expected, when Jin Mu came again, Han Qianqian, who was well prepared, was able to deal with it much more easily this time, although he only lasted for about half an hour before he failed.
However, Han Qianqian was not proud of himself, nor did he have inflated ambitions. When the next time came, he didn’t rush to extend the time or try to break through their weight directly.
Instead, he used the longer time he had to hold on to the pressure to begin to slowly consider the perversions and horrors of the combined pressure of gold and wood, and to plan ahead accordingly, with the aim, naturally, of having a better way to adapt to it next time.
After repeating this several times, Han Qianqian began to grasp some of the tricks of the trade, and continued to support himself for longer and longer.
Seeing this, Han Qianqian didn’t even doubt that if he was allowed to take another dozen or twenty turns, he would definitely be able to break through the combined pressure of the gold and wood.
In the blink of an eye, these times had come and gone.
And Han Qianqian thought that the time had come for him to break through the final barrier ……