Chapter 382: Great Fallen Demon King?

As the ultimate feast of the Underworld River, Bone Peeling was not frequently employed.

This type of punishment was excessively cruel; once used, the person being punished would definitely meet their death.

After all, how could one possibly remain alive after all their flesh had been peeled from their body?

The excitement of the Fallen Angel was precisely because the individual they had captured seemed incredibly tenacious, able to endure the first six brutal tortures of the Underworld River.

After all, it was no easy task for an ordinary person to withstand two or three. Yet, the exceptionally handsome man before them had resisted six.

If he were to die too quickly, what fun would there be in that?

"I give you one last chance, speak the name of your organization," the Fallen Angel said as he picked up a larger boning knife and walked toward Jun Tianzui.

The gleaming boning knife emitted a chilling, somber light under the basement's illumination.