Feng Ying's
58 - The Cruelty of Feng Ying II

The unfrozen elders and disciples did not start any movement to attack after seeing the dozens of disciples closest to Wang Chen as well as Feng Ying freezing.

Feng Ying patted Wang Chen on the shoulder and smiled, "But you can do it. Since your ice element is the strongest, inner and core disciples like them will not be able to get out of your ice clot. But you also have to keep the ice in order not to break or melt. While the elders, you won't be able to freeze them. So the rest I'll take care of" Feng Ying said.

Wang Chen nodded softly, "As far as you go. But be careful."

Feng Ying leaped upwards and landed right above the head of one of the frozen core disciples. He smiled when he saw the unfrozen disciples and elders were more alert.

"It turns out the two boys were no ordinary boys. An elder alone could die easily by that brat. Then dozens of disciples could be frozen by the Luo family member we were looking for" the inner one of the elders. He looked at Feng Ying who was standing on the head of one of the frozen disciples.

"You better tell us where the new Emperor is, before you die in my hands" Feng Ying said. His tone did sound haughty and arrogant. But he can behave like that because he does have the capital to do so.

"Currently, do you think we're going to tell him?!" say one of the core students.

"Is that? Well, fine if you don't want to tell me. I'll find her myself," Feng Ying disappeared. When he was lost, the ice statue he had occupied was instantly destroyed. And the body frozen inside.

Everyone was watching around. The sound of screaming surprised them.

"Aarrkhh!"

Not far away from them, Feng Ying was together with one core disciple. The boy broke the disciple's arm using his own hands. The core disciple's hand was instantly cut off. Blood flowed from the former hand piece of that disciple.

Feng Ying crouched down beside the core disciple who was now lying down and continued to groan in pain. On his cheek was blood due to the splashing blood of the core disciple. Feng Ying held onto the broken hand and noticed how the disciple continued to groan in pain.

The people of the black stream were shocked by the actions that Feng Ying had taken. They did not expect a 12-year-old boy would dare to do such a thing.

"Tell me, where is the new Emperor?" said Feng Ying.

"Aarrgghh, no! I'm not gonna tell him.. Aarrrgh!"

Feng Ying raised both of her eyebrows and smiled lightly. "It seems less."

After saying that, Feng Ying broke one other hand of that core disciple.

"Aarrghh"

The core disciple was increasingly screaming in pain. Now he has no hands. Tears were flowing down her cheeks as she felt a great pain.

"It seems like this is not enough to make you open your mouth about where the new Emperor is" Feng Ying said. He instantly took out a dagger from within the space ring. Because the dagger he used had already been thrown. So that he does not hold a weapon.

Feng Ying directly held onto the face of that core disciple and smothered her mouth. Afterwards, he directly poked out one of the core disciple's eyes. "Hmph! Hmphh!"

Tears had already flowed a lot on the core disciple cheeks. Even one eye was bleeding. Because his eyes are gouged. He had no idea that Feng Ying could behave this cruel. Feng Ying was only a 12-year-old boy. How could a brat seem to have this kind of cruel nature?!

The other black people seemed to be unable to move from their place. The way Feng Ying tortured was indeed extremely cruel. Even more ruthless than the black-flow sect. They gulped, their eyes trembling either out of fear or surprise.

Wang Chen himself still remained focused with his activities maintaining the ice that froze dozens of disciples. It was as if he did not hear the roaring screams of the black stream core disciples. Wang Chen could not hear that voice. He also did not even know about the incident.

Before entering into the throne room, Feng Ying used her illusory eye ability and controlled what Wang Chen could see and hear from the throne room.

Feng Ying looked at the core disciple she was tormenting with an innocent smile, "Is it painful? Why is senior crying?"

"Dam.. This brat was extremely ruthless" inner core disciple. Tears still flowed down her cheeks as if they would never run out. It was only this first time that he felt an excruciating pain that made him feel like dying.

"Now.. Will senior answer my question? Where is the Emperor?" said Feng Ying who was still smiling.

The core disciple nodded. He did not want more torture than this.

Feng Ying released her hands from the mouth of the core disciple. Simultaneously a cry of pain also came out from the senior's mouth. His voice even echoed within this throne room.

Feng Ying covered one ear and looked at the core disciple in annoyance, "Are you unable to be noisy, huh?! If you don't also shut up, then I will cut off both of your legs" Feng Ying threatened with a sharp look.

Feng Ying's usual blue eyes looked calm, now looking extremely sharp and terrifying. Even the core disciple gulped and immediately tried to remain silent, lest Feng Ying do anything more than this.

"good.. You finally understand. Now tell me where the Emperor is?" said Feng Ying.

"Page.. Is.. Ta's.. Na" said the core disciple with difficulty.

Feng Ying nodded, "So.. Yasudah, you are no longer needed," he directly pierced the core disciple's heart. "Surely he is happy now because he no longer feels pain. Am I not good?"

Feng Ying stood up and glanced at the black stream person who was still stunned staring at him from a distance of several meters. He smiled without sin.

"He's terrible" muttered one of the inner disciples. He could not move at all to save his senior. Not only him, but all the other disciples were the same. Even the elders felt the same way. Their feet seemed to be unable to move closer to saving the core disciple. Even their legs all felt limp and it felt like they could fall down at any moment.

"He said.. That he's good? Hmph! Even a black-flow sect person would not do the cruel thing he had just done" the inner one of the elders. He can only speak and cannot speak he said.

"Now it is you that I have to clear up," Feng Ying threw the hand of the core disciple he tortured earlier towards the black flow person.

One of the muruds in accidentally got it. He immediately threw the hand on the floor and looked at her in disgust.

The elders and disciples again prepared to fight Feng Ying.

***

The throne room was currently very messy. One pillar even collapsed and on the floor there were many large and long cracks. On the wall of the room also looks cracked in some parts.

In fact, the material materials used for the construction of the palace were of excellent quality materials. Even the fight that took place in the palace 5 years ago did not make as much damage as this throne room.

Wang Chen was lying on the floor unconscious. He had already depleted his Qi and even when it was depleted, he still forced to maintain the ice clot on dozens of disciples.

The battle that took place within the throne room was indeed quite short. But the circumstances when Feng Ying tortured someone, making people who are now dead will definitely not forget it.

Feng Ying could have actually directly smashed the ice sculpture statue that locked the dozens of black stream disciples away. So that Wang Chen did not need to expend energy to maintain the ice anymore.

However Feng Ying wanted to see the extent of Wang Chen's strength to be able to endure and wanted to know the limits of the boy's abilities. So Feng Ying deliberately somewhat prolonged the black flow person's finishing. After that, he just destroyed the ice sculpture statue along with the body in it.

Feng Ying was sleeping on her back near Wang Chen. He's very tired. His head is also dizzy. "Well.. Huh.. Looks like we'll take care of the new Emperor when the sun comes up."