Tang Wulin faltered slightly before finally deciding against attacking for a second time. He roared with fury, "What do you want?"

Old Demon Nightmare shrugged in response. "I don't want anything; I just don't like seeing you so happy. Remember that I'm a demon, and demons only like to see people suffer. If you show me that happy face again, I'll show you what it means for joy to breed sorrow."

Tang Wulin's breathing was very fast and heavy. He had never hated anyone more in his entire life, and he wanted nothing better than to tear this Old Demon Nightmare to shreds with his bare hands.

Not only was he torturing his body, he was also torturing his heart.

"What do I have to do for you to release my friends?" Tang Wulin snarled.

A disdainful look appeared on Old Demon Nightmare's face. "That'll depend on your performance. Do you think I'll let them go just because you've stolen a plane? Truth be told, I've been really looking forward to seeing...