Chapter 490: Dig Out Heart And Lung! (1/2)

Pain.

The pain of the heart being drilled.

The pain of flesh being cut.

The pain of bones being pierced.

It was like having a steel fork skewered through the heart, followed by a brittle sound of 'snap'.

It was like having a blade cut your flesh into thin pieces and serve on a plate for others to taste.

It was like the sc.r.a.ping motion of a rusty iron knife over the bone, like a hungry wolf chewing a bone——

The pain was not just physical, but mentally.

If the soul was a little person, then the dragon nail was a pair of scissors.

Screech——

The little person was cut into pieces with blood flowing everywhere.

From the inside out, or from the outside to the inside.

Because it was too painful, it makes it difficult to find out exactly where the pain comes from and where it goes. Since, every part, each corner was in pain, was burning.

This was a pain that a life cannot bear, a pain that the body cannot bear.

Li Muyang's body was shuddering.

It was not just his body that was shaking, also his soul.

“Ahhh——” Li Muyang cried out in agony.

It had nothing to do with cowardice, nothing to do with toughness; it was just the normal reaction of the body.

Li Muyang never knew such pain existed in the world. His sufferings and torments as a child, and the dragon suppressing formation that he had encountered in Stupa city, were nothing compared to this.

He wanted lose consciousness and wanted to die immediately.

But, what was worse was that he had to stay awake.

He had to be more awake than ever.

He could clearly feel that a nail, which seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years inside an iceberg, was drilling through the top of his head.

It was not inserted in all at once, but made him digest the pain carefully.

It was very slow, piercing through little by little.

Where the nail was pierced into, your thoughts will gather there and your attention will follow.

It was as though there was a pair of eyes in the sky, your own eyes, watching that ice-cold nail insert into your head, little by little, inch by inch.

It was piercing cold, but it felt like a wildfire was burning in the brain.

It will burn his head to coal and ashes.

Che——

The black netherworld nail was completely inserted into the top of his head, and the inside of the brain froze.

Because the cold was too biting cold, there were frosts forming inside the brain. The whole brain had went blank, only the piercing pain was spreading down.

All the way down, down to the cracks of the bone.

The bone was suddenly heavier by thousands of kilograms, that makes one feel an urge to carve away the flesh to pull it out.

Once the netherworld nail had inserted into his body, Li Muyang felt he was going to collapse.

Had it not been for Song Gudu who still clutching his neck, he would have been paralysed to the ground like a dead body.

A world of ice and snow, a biting-cold winter.

Li Muyang's forehead was beaded with sweat, and even his clothes were drenched.

His complexion was purple-red, an abnormal look caused by the rapid flow of blood.

His eyelids were suddenly closed, and his eyes protruded like those of a dead fish.

There was saliva overflowing his mouth, as well as blood flowing out through his clenched teeth.

Song Gudu looked at Li Muyang who seemed to be at his last gasp, asking again, “your answer?”

“Let go of my sister——” said Li Muyang in a weak voice, “let go of——my family——and I'll——tell——you——”

“It seems that you still don't understand what I mean.”

This kid, why did he suddenly become so stupid?

“It seems like you think that one nail is enough.”

He stretched out his right arm again, spreading his hand open, palm facing down.

A ball of transparent light appeared in the palm of his hand, and then the light ball extended toward the ground, turning into a beam of transparent light.

Soon, the beam of light turned black, and then a ma.s.s of dark, terrifying black matter was drawn out from the depths of the ground.

That black matter gathered in the palm of Song Gudu, solidifying into the outline of a nail.

Then, bringing the long black nail high up, Song Gudu once again aimed it towards the head of Li Muyang——

“Ah——”

Li Muyang's collapsed body once again tensed up, letting out miserable shrieks.

“What's your answer?”

“Let my sister go——”

“What's your answer?”

“Let go of——my sister—”

Every time Song Gudu asked this question and was rejected by Li Muyang, a netherworld nail was pierced into the head of Li Muyang.

One by one, a total of eight questions were asked, and a total of eight nails were inserted.

Song Gudu's right hand was raised into the air, holding a dark ink-stick-like tapered nail.

He looked at Li Muyang and asked again, “What's your answer?”

“——”