"Beg me all you want, it's useless." Xia Feng sneered, applying more pressure with his hand, "A father is to blame for not teaching his son; you turning out like this is all my fault!"
"No, no! Stop, please stop!"
Xia Feng's words were almost irrational, relentlessly beating Dongfang Le'an until he was covered in welts, crying bitterly.
But begging for mercy was useless; Xia Feng had dragged him into the dream realm this time with the sole purpose of tormenting him, to completely obliterate his Dao heart.
In the real world, Xia Feng wasn't a match for Dongfang Le'an.
The gap between a Martial God and a Martial Sovereign was insurmountable.
That's why he conceived this cunning plan.
To defeat an enemy he couldn't currently overcome, perhaps attacking the mind was the best option.
Xia Feng thought he would only try it out, but unexpectedly Dongfang Le'an's mental fortitude was so fragile that he couldn't endure even a few lashes.
This opened up new avenues for Xia Feng.
