"Oh?" The ends of Jun Wu Yao's lips then curled up with sinister mirth. He raised a hand slightly, and then hooked up his finger towards the Spirit Master lightly.
Suddenly, a stream of black mist shot out of Jun Wu Yao's finger to curl around the Spirit Master's neck, and lifted the Spirit Master off his feet.
"I have no interest in hearing your lies. I only need to hear things that I want to know."
Spirit bodies did not need to breathe but that stream of devil spirit energy still brought great agony upon the Spirit Master. His face turned gradually green and his body was wrecked with uncontrollable spasms.
"I….. do….. not….. know….. Anything….." The Spirit Master squeezed out those few words through tightly clenched teeth.
Jun Wu Yao was not flustered, but just looked at the Spirit Master with an indiscernible smile.
