"Ahhhh——!"
The heart-wrenching screams of Sun Zhe echoed in the dim and empty basement.
Fang Ruoxue stood silently by, her hands clenched tightly at the hem of her clothes, cold sweat breaking out on her palms, as she looked at Sun Zhe suspended mid-air, a chill running up her spine.
Years ago, to be with Zhou Yao and dispel the sect elders' doubts, she too had her Divine Sense memories ransacked by the Great Elder using the Soul Searching Technique, so she knew how painful this was.
"Great Elder, are you not done yet?"
Since the Great Elder imprisoned Sun Zhe to perform the Soul Searching Technique, an hour had now passed.
Yet for an entire hour, the Great Elder had not obtained anything!
Sun Zhe's Divine Sense was like an indestructible door, no matter how she attacked it with her Divine Sense, it could not be breached in the slightest.
