Alchemy & Martial Supreme

They had come from Qin City to save Shenxiong City, and none of them had died in the process.    

No, there was no Wang Biliao in the group.    

On the other side, Wang Biliao was captured by the Poison Demon Clan of the Supreme Realm and locked underground.    

Wang Biliao had been in fear since he arrived here. He didn't see the light of day, and all Wang Biliao knew was that he was underground. He only knew that he was in the Supreme Realm, but he didn't know where he was.    

On this day, two poison demons wearing green clothes came to his cell. When Wang Biliao saw them, he quickly bowed to them.    

These two poison demons were in the middle level of this place, and they controlled their life and death.    

Seeing the two Poison Demons arrive, Wang Biliao had a bad feeling.    

"It's your turn, Wang Biliao!" the taller poison demon ordered, ignoring Wang Biliao's respectful greeting. "Come out with us, there's someone else besides you!"    

Hearing this, Wang Biliao thickened his face and asked, "May I know what Sir is looking for me for?"    

The tall Poison Demon chuckled and said: "Didn't you want to become one of us? Now is the perfect opportunity for you to become one of us!"    

As he spoke, he laughed along with the shorter Poison Demon.    

Looking at the malicious smiles of the two, Wang Biliaio felt apprehensive in his heart. He probed with a soft voice, "My lord, I have been feeling a little uncomfortable these few days. How about letting someone else go?"    

He wanted to bribe the two of them with some benefits, but all of his belongings had already been plundered clean when he was captured.    

Now he understood everything. He had nothing but to beg the two of them.    

"Cut the crap. If I ask you to do it, you do it." The tall Poison Demon raised his hand and slapped on Wang Biliao's face.    

Wang Biliao's face hurt from the slap, but he didn't dare to dodge. Instead, he put his face under the tall poison demon's hand and smiled.    

Seeing that Wang Biliao was so sensible, the tall poison demon laughed and said: "Not bad, at least you know what's good for you."    

As he spoke, he grabbed Wang Biliao's head and started to shoot from left to right. Wang Biliao was in so much pain that his mouth was wide open and his face was twisted. Every time he finished hitting Wang Biliao, he would smile at the two Poison Demons.    

"Not bad!" The tall Poison Demon was very satisfied with Wang Biliao's performance. He stopped hitting Wang Biliao and brought him out of the cell.    

Wang Biliao smiled along the way and spoke pleasant words, but his heart was filled with resentment.    

He really wanted to kill these two people.    

After he came here, he had been beaten up more than once. Every time he didn't know what was good for him, he would be beaten up badly.    

Four of his bones had already been broken. Right now, he felt a heart-wrenching pain with every step he took, but he didn't dare to slow down.    

In this place, being beaten was already the lightest punishment. There were many human Martial Cultivators who had already endured the Bloodthirst Punishment several times, and he had also seen the Bloodthirst Punishment with his own eyes.    

When the Martial Cultivators entered the blood pool, they had to endure inhumane torture. Just thinking about it made people shiver.    

The Poison Demons chose to push the Martial Cultivators into the blood pool as they pleased.    

The reason why Wang Biliao followed them was because he was afraid that they would push him into the blood pool.    

Wang Biliao had always thought that the cruelest torture for the Martial Cultivator was to lock the Martial Cultivator up in the mine and dig day and night.    

After seeing the Bloodthirst Punishment, Wang Biliao understood that mining day and night was nothing. The Bloodthirst Punishment was the most painful and cruel punishment.    

As long as he didn't enter the blood pond and didn't have to face the Punishment of Bloodthirst, he could do anything.