Jiang Lin stood outside the cell.

He watched it undergo torture in silence.

When Jiang Lin saw that the monstrosity, just as Xue Yi had said, would instantly regenerate even after a sword-leaf pierced its body,

his gaze towards it grew even more fervent.

A long time later,

Hu Lei's torture ended.

Jiang Lin watched the Buli People's leader, who bore no visible wounds, and slowly approached it.

“Be careful… It’s very dangerous.”

Xue Yi quickly warned.

Jiang Lin, however, waved his hand, signaling her to be quiet.

Seeing this, Xue Yi said nothing more, standing silently in place.

But her serious expression clearly showed she was ready to act at any moment.

For a time, the only sound nearby was the dragging of chains.

As Jiang Lin slowly approached,

he gradually began to hear Hu Lei’s rough panting again.

When Jiang Lin was less than a meter away from Hu Lei, he finally stopped.

Looking at the tall figure before him, bound by chains, eyes tightly closed, and still panting,

Jiang Lin had already figured out how to maximize its utility.

Just as Jiang Lin was about to dismember Hu Lei,

Hu Lei suddenly opened its abyss-like eyes,

staring ferociously at the small human before it.

Then,

it forcefully swung its claws, seemingly wanting to tear Jiang Lin to shreds.

But it was in vain; it was tightly bound by specially made iron chains.

“Hu Lei.”

Jiang Lin spoke at this moment, his tone cold and devoid of emotion.

“Heh heh… You lowly brute… Have you come to take my flesh and blood again?”

Hu Lei stared fixedly at Jiang Lin, as if ready to devour him at any moment.

Jiang Lin shook his head and asked calmly.

“Where is your crimson moon? Left or right?”

Hu Lei was stunned to hear this, seemingly not having expected how this person knew of the crimson moon’s existence… Xue Yi behind him was also startled; she had never heard of Hu Lei having such a thing… “I don’t want to take it by dismembering you; that’s too messy.

I believe you wouldn’t want to be dismembered either.

So, tell me.”

Jiang Lin urged slightly.

At this moment, Hu Lei recovered, wanting to argue that it had no crimson moon, but swallowed the words back.

After all, Hu Lei didn't believe that someone who could accurately mention the crimson moon upon their first meeting would be so easily fooled.

So, it changed its words… “Release me, and I’ll take it…”

Before Jiang Lin could speak, Xue Yi behind him spoke first.

“No, this monstrosity is extremely dangerous!”

Jiang Lin didn't indulge Hu Lei either; he directly borrowed a short blade from a nearby officer.

Then, without another word, he plunged it directly into Hu Lei's left chest.

“Ugh…!”

Hu Lei screamed, glaring at the two people before it with murderous intent.

Jiang Lin immediately saw through Hu Lei's trickery, so he stopped wasting words.

He chose to act directly.

As for Hu Lei’s screams?

He simply ignored them.

After a short while,

Jiang Lin found what he was looking for.

But this so-called “divine flesh” now looked very… withered.

Yet Jiang Lin was certain that this was what he was looking for.

Because after he extracted this item,

Hu Lei’s abnormal recovery ability significantly weakened.

Due to Jiang Lin’s less-than-perfect dissection skills,

Jiang Lin’s hands were now stained with blood, and many fragments of Hu Lei were scattered on the ground… Most horrifyingly, Hu Lei’s torso was almost devoid of flesh… If not for the Buli People’s regenerative abilities, it would already be dead.

Of course, at this point, Hu Lei was not far from death.

Then,

Jiang Lin looked at Xue Yi.

“I’m done here; we can go.”

Xue Yi nodded silently… Neither of them spoke a word on the way.

After leaving the Cloister of Imprisonment,

Jiang Lin headed straight for the Dan Ding Division.

After finding a well-equipped laboratory, he locked himself inside.

Meanwhile,

“What? Is the news true? Is Hu Lei confirmed to have died?”

The three Generals on the Xianzhou Luofu received this news simultaneously.

Then Feixiao impatiently said:

“I must immediately send the news back to Yaoging! No, I have to go back myself.”

With that, he impatiently left.

“Young people certainly have vitality…”

Huai Yan watched Feixiao’s departing back, sighing with emotion.

“After all, the Foxian people of Yaoging have been waiting for this good news for hundreds of years…”

Jing Yuan also said with great emotion.

“Oh, right, where is young friend Jiang Lin now?”

Huai Yan seemed to remember something and asked Jing Yuan.

“According to the Dan Ding Division’s information, he is currently conducting some unknown research, and no one is allowed near him.”

Huai Yan nodded, then asked again:

“I heard that the elixir that can alleviate Mara-Struck has already been produced?”

Hearing this, Jing Yuan remembered Jingliu’s “Mara-Struck,” and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

But he still replied:

“It has indeed been made, but there are still minor flaws…”

Huai Yan said with a chuckle:

“I heard that those who took that elixir looked several hundred years younger.”

Even Jing Yuan couldn't help but inwardly complain,

More than that? It was like a completely different person.

However, he still replied:

“There are indeed minor flaws; Mr. Jiang Lin is already working on improvements.”

— — — —

On the other side.

Jingliu woke up from her bed, feeling like she had a nightmare.

She dreamed that she didn't die on the battlefield but rather suffered social death on the Xianzhou… But then her mind became clearer and clearer… She remembered… She remembered everything.

At this moment, she felt that if there were an Abundance monstrosity in front of her,

she could chop it into fine mincemeat… She was already so old, and she never expected to face such a tribulation before her death… “Hoo~”

“Hoo~”

After a few deep breaths, she gradually calmed down.

Then, as if remembering something, she closed her eyes and carefully sensed her body.

Hmm… no change?!

The Mara-Struck… hadn't disappeared!

But!

She did feel much lighter,

and the pressure of the Mara-Struck didn't seem as heavy?

Feeling the ease and comfort from the depths of her soul… That little pill that made her suffer social death in her old age… it actually worked?!

Then, she opened her eyes, involuntarily letting her mind wander, spacing out for a while… When she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but think,

How many years… had it been since she last felt so relaxed?

The pressure of the Mara-Struck had weighed on her for hundreds of years, during which she dared not relax her mind in the slightest… Yet now… Jiang Lin's figure appeared in Jingliu’s mind… “Heh heh… Why… couldn’t you have been born a few hundred years earlier? If so…”

Her tone was somewhat heavy… However, as she spoke, she stopped.

She thought for a moment and felt it was necessary to clarify her current situation.

After all, she was the only one who had taken his elixir.

Just as she was about to leave the room, Yanqing suddenly walked in…