"Who are you?"

Zhang Wuxin's expression had turned gloomy.

An invisible force was slowly diffusing into the air of the secret chamber.

"You can stop wasting your effort," Ye Qingyu remarked. Of course, he had observed this Dragon Human channeling his qi. "I've already slain Wei Wubing and searched his soul. Maybe you're slightly stronger than him, but you'll end up just like he did. Tell me what I want to know honestly, and perhaps I can let you die a quick and painless ...