Dragon Hidden in the Sky

The old woman slowly walked in through the doorway.

Everyone in the room, including Number 2 who was sitting, stood up at that moment and knelt down before her, saying, "Elder!"

The old woman's wrinkled face now wore a sinister smile.

Behind him were two people.

One was Qi Ping'an, whose gaze was vacant, as if he were being controlled. He stared blankly at Ye Qing in the oil pot, his face expressionless.

Besides that, there's also Su Liuyun!

His limbs had not recovered, and he lay there eerily on the ground, moving forward with his broken limbs.

His face remained expressionless, as if he were being controlled by the old woman.

They didn't treat Su Liuyun at all; instead, the old woman used her strange abilities to control the two of them.

In other words, Ye Qing was tricked!

He had previously chosen to compromise, but from the very beginning, the other party probably didn't just want to teach them a lesson, but rather... to control them, to completely control them.

"He Chen, you old dog, you lied to me!" Ye Qing roared, then looked at the old woman and said, "I want you all dead!"

"Shut up!" The old woman glanced at Ye Qing indifferently, then slightly spread her five fingers.

In an instant, a force took control of Ye Qing.

This time, the feeling wasn't just that his limbs were being controlled; he felt as if a force was frantically entering his mind!

"Kid, give up resisting. If you give up, you won't have to suffer this agonizing oil cauldron pain," Tong Ying said with a smile. "Do you think you can escape our control?"

"We're all Earthlings, do you really have to go to this extent?" Ye Qing said through gritted teeth.

Endless pain surged through his body from all sides, and a terrifying force was tearing at his soul within his mind.

At this moment, countless emotions were swirling within Ye Qing's heart.

"Give up, give up all of this, and you will no longer suffer the pain of being boiled in oil." The voice kept echoing in my ears!

What appeared before Ye Qing became increasingly blurry.

"I can't fall here. I finally reunited with my father, and they're still alive and well. How can I, how can I fall here?" Ye Qing gritted his teeth and said, "Physical body, you're already under such extreme conditions, aren't you going to break through?"

He gritted his teeth; his body was suppressed, and he couldn't use the energy within him.

His consciousness was gradually sinking, and at some point, his consciousness returned to that pitch-black inner world.

The ancient bronze tree still floated, but at this moment, it seemed to be disturbed by the outside world, and the entire inner world became somewhat scorching hot.

The water on the ground remains stagnant!

Ye Qing could clearly feel that his physical body was being constantly destroyed at this moment, and he could clearly feel the excruciating pain.

"Light it up! Light it up!" Ye Qing roared.

Igniting his inner world and breaking through to the inner realm—this is his only chance!

As if sensing Ye Qing's call, a rain began to fall in Ye Qing's inner world, the raindrops making a hissing sound as they hit the water's surface!

This looks like a scorching rain of oil!

"Give up!" At this moment, the old woman's voice echoed in Ye Qing's ears, "Give up, and you won't suffer this agony of being boiled in oil, becoming my puppet..."

"I would rather die than become your puppet!" Ye Qing roared in the inner world.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, the lightning and cyan light on his ancient bronze tree suddenly burst forth with a monstrous radiance that shot straight into the sky!

As the light appeared, the blue and purple rays echoed each other in the air at that moment.

At the same time, the falling oil rain entered the slumber, splashing up endless mist, which flowed into the ancient bronze tree.

As countless wisps of mist poured in, they all slowly converged towards the third flower bud on the ancient bronze tree!

At this moment, the third flower bud began to slowly unfold, and a layer of milky white light instantly appeared.

As a milky white light appeared, a strange power surged forth at that moment.

This power was very strange. With the appearance of the power, Ye Qing felt that his soul, his whole body, and everything about him were being gradually strengthened at this moment!

The blue and purple light became even more unbelievable. At the same time, the third flower bloomed, transforming into a stream of energy that shot straight into the sky.

Three beams of light intertwined and swirled, forming a sphere that radiated light like the sun!

A ray of light appeared, completely illuminating Ye Qing's inner world!

Beneath his feet, the seawater was no longer calm; it was churning, and the ancient bronze tree trembled, radiating an ancient and mysterious luster.

At this moment, Ye Qing's inner world was completely illuminated.

Outside, Ye Qing closed her eyes.

His entire head drooped down into the oil pot, burying his face and head completely in the oil.

Seeing this, Number 2's expression shifted, and she said, "This kid seems unable to hold on any longer; he's passed out. Should we pull him out...?"

His willpower is almost at its limit. You should release the oil. This kid has great talent. If we control him properly, he might be able to cultivate the next Wang Tianfeng, a Wang Tianfeng that we can use!

"Add oil!" Number 2 said hurriedly.

The bottom of the iron pot suddenly opened!

"Crash!"

The boiling, red oil poured down.

As the oil level continued to drop, Ye Qing's entire body turned red, and a savory, oily smell emanated from him!

His hair, once again, emitted a burnt smell.

He lay at the bottom of the oil pan, seemingly lifeless.

"Dead?" Number 2 frowned. "His physical body was that weak?"

"He's not dead!" the old woman said. "I haven't completely taken control of his soul yet!"

Just as the two were wondering, suddenly, the charred layer of flesh on Ye Qing's body below began to peel off.

He, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes.