High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

A figure blocked the light, causing his shadow to appear abruptly on Situ Kong's face, obscuring the light in front of him.

Situ Kong had only one thought left in his mind:

"It's over!"

Now lying on the cold floor, unable to move, his head spinning, unable to do anything, Situ Kong felt his eyelids getting heavier, as if being pulled by a thousand pounds.

My eyelids are drooping little by little, against my will.

Tap tap...

The footsteps were exceptionally clear, like heavy hammer blows striking his heart, making his breathing more rapid and his face even paler.

"I can't just pass out like this. I need to see the other person's face clearly. I can't die without knowing why!"

Suddenly, a strong thought arose in Situ Kong's mind. He tried his best to keep his eyelids from drooping so that he could see the other person's face clearly.

Death had become less frightening to him; what was frightening was dying without knowing why!

Situ Kong, who still had a sliver of consciousness, suddenly had a glint of light in his eyes, and his expression turned crazed.

"Heh... How amusing! Even lying on the ground, he's still thinking about self-destructing!"

A voice filled with contempt and mockery rang out, causing Situ Kong's heart to sink instantly.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a powerful pressure coming from all directions.

"what!"

"Pfft!"

Situ Kong was already seriously injured, and now, squeezed by the immense pressure, he couldn't help but scream and spit out another mouthful of blood.

His screams were extremely faint, but they were very loud in the silent, secret room.

His attempt to self-destruct, exhausting all his potential and reversing his cultivation technique, was abruptly interrupted.

The powerful backlash shattered Situ Kong's meridians, tore his internal organs apart, worsened his injuries, and left him on the verge of death.

His eyelids could no longer hold on and drooped down, and his consciousness began to sink little by little.

"Open your eyes!"

"Open your eyes!!!"

The frantic and desperate cries in his heart had no effect whatsoever, and his consciousness began to fade.

It's a pity we couldn't perish together with the enemy!

With this thought in mind, he completely lost consciousness.

"How boring! He passed out before we even started."

Inside the secret room, the voice of that figure was icy cold, causing Zhou Zhou's temperature to drop several degrees.

Tread...  

He had only taken two steps forward when suddenly, a sense of crisis arose, making his hair stand on end.

He turned abruptly and looked at the gap in the secret chamber.

He saw a strange figure.

Although they looked similar to him and appeared to be from the same country, their aura was clearly different, and he didn't recognize them at all.

The unfamiliar figure held a strange flag in its hand, which emitted a black and gold light that resembled the head of a demon, sending chills down the man's spine.

He couldn't help but ask, his voice tinged with fear:

"Who are you?"

The other party did not respond to him, but instead waved their flag and gave a low shout:

"Give me the town!"

Immediately afterwards, he felt unable to move his body, his consciousness became hazy and confused.

Before he could react, his soul floated out, and a powerful suction force pulled it swiftly into the flag that emitted a black and gold light.

The excruciating pain jolted him awake, and he realized that his limbs were firmly chained, and he was being held up in a spread-eagle position.

Below the large "T" shape, a raging flame was slowly burning him.

The intense heat and excruciating pain caused him to struggle and scream in agony.

"Ahhh..."

"Let me out!"

"Spare me!"

In addition, above his head, there was a dark cloud, brewing lightning that terrified him.

Rumble!

A bolt of lightning struck down suddenly, causing him to immediately stop begging for mercy and scream in agony.

The lightning struck his soul, and the pain surpassed all the pain he had ever experienced in his life. It felt as if he were being torn in two, as if a million needles were piercing his body at the same time, and as if a million ants were gnawing at him simultaneously.

The pain from the lightning came and went quickly, but the burning sensation in his lower body was relentless and never stopped.

Before long, he felt that he could no longer hold on.

"Let me die! Let me die!..."

He wailed in agony, wanting the other person to end his life; he didn't want to suffer like this anymore.

however.

He received no response whatsoever.

As his soul was burning out and his consciousness was fading, he was about to dissipate.

He felt finally free: "It's good, I can finally die."

however.

next second.

He then felt a powerful energy enter his body, continuously repairing his soul.

In less than a second, he felt his soul was incredibly full, just like when his soul had just left his body.

Before he could even feel happy, the scorching flames and domineering lightning caused him to scream in agony.

This pain left a deep impression on him and instilled in him an extraordinary fear.

He began to beg for mercy, begging and wailing, pleading for his life to be spared.

But there was no response whatsoever!

After two or three rounds of torture, no matter how much he begged for mercy, he received no response. He immediately became furious and began to insult and threaten.

"Fuck! Fuck..."

"The Divine Ox God will definitely not let you get away with this!..."

No matter how much he insulted and threatened him, he received no response.

The burning flames and the lightning punishments showed no sign of abating or ceasing, while his soul was destroyed and repaired in an endless cycle.

After several rounds of torture, even when his soul returned to its peak state, he stopped crying and cursing, and gradually became numb.

Only a few sobs could be heard...

outside world.

Inside a sealed room.

Situ Kong felt as if he had returned to his mother's embrace, his whole body warm and relaxed.

Could it be because I've accumulated enough merit that I'm receiving unprecedented treatment in the underworld?

It's a pity we couldn't bring the enemy down with us.

Situ Kong thought he was dead, and he subconsciously opened his eyes.

Upon seeing Chen Mo, he was startled and reached out to grab Chen Mo's hand:

"Xiao Mo, what are you doing here? Didn't I die?"

"Teacher Situ, you're not dead. Besides, I'm not Chen Mo, I'm his clone, Chen Jiu."

"Huh?" A look of confusion flashed across Situ Kong's face before he came to his senses.

He glanced around and realized he was still in his basement. He checked his body and finally confirmed that he was still alive.

"Still alive!"

"It's so good to be alive!"

Situ Kong muttered to himself, quickly regaining his composure, and then looked at Chen Jiu:

"Xiao Jiu, thank you for saving me. By the way, there should have been another enemy before you. Have you taken care of him yet?"

Situ Kong did not suspect that Chen Jiu was the enemy who broke into his secret room. If it were Chen Jiu, he would never have said such sarcastic remarks.