The demon brought her to the dungeon, where all kinds of people were imprisoned.
Those people were basically in a terrible state. They were either covered in wounds or half-dead.
The entire dungeon was filled with a pungent smell.
Mo Ruyue's brows furrowed tightly as she followed behind the Demon.
"Do you know who they are?"
The demon asked in a low voice, his expression dark.
"Captives?"
"Almost. Some are captives, some are spies from other sects."
Mo Ruyue was shocked and felt a chill run down her spine.
"Ah... Kill me!"
A miserable voice rang out. Those who could not stand the torture of punishment only wanted to die a quick death.
He could not live or die.
Mo Ruyue looked at the prisoners, her eyes filled with despair.
"Then are there any spies who are willing to join the Demon Realm?" She asked.
