As someone who had inherited the complete heritage of all nine pulses of the Yaochi Sect, Yun Feng was a master of endless torture methods.
Even Ling Qingyuan could not help but admire him for it.
Just by watching Ye Haichen’s soul constantly thrash, struggle, and shriek amidst the Yaochi True Fire inside Yun Feng's alchemy furnace, she could roughly imagine how much agony the fellow was going through right now.
Chapter 338