“Aaarrrgghh!”

As the essences of various hells were poured into the whip, it eventually reached the point where there were over a hundred, and not even Green Merchant could handle the pain.

He screamed and howled, and although he was generally a tough person who didn’t fear pain, eventually he longed to simply die.

It was a terrifying torment that would strike fear into the hearts of any who heard of it.

“How dare you do this to me, Green Blaze!” Green Merchant shouted frenziedly. “Don’t you remember that I'm the next leader of the clan?! You're going to be punished for this!”

“Punished by the clan?” Green Blaze laughed. “Seems you’re still not thinking clearly, brother. You think I care about our clan? Not even Leaf Dao-Denier could save you from this, let alone the clan. I’ll be running the clan soon, so hurry up and submit. Open up your soul and release your faith. Pray to Young Sir Yang Qi, and your torment...