As Jiang Feng's fingertips brushed against the sword marks on the altar, his entire right arm suddenly ignited with a cyan-black flame. The bronze mask branded with the characters "Wuya" burst into a blinding light, dragging his Divine Sense into a blood-red abyss. From the darkness came the sound of iron chains scraping against bone, as thirty-seven obsidian spikes pierced the young man's back, suspending him in a sprawling cruciform on the pillory.
"Speak! Are you a spy sent by the Jiang clan?" Dongmu Guicang's voice carried the viscous, hissing resonance of a spitting viper.
The figure on the pillory raised his head. Through the blood-matted hair, a face nine parts similar to Jiang Feng's was revealed.
Chapter 721