The End of Ordinary Stealth

Smack! A fiery pain flared.

The injury was not serious, but it hurt like hell.

How could it not hurt? Interminable Tribulation Force pierced through his skin and acted directly on the trigeminal nerve, jolting the fat man's entire body into a spasm. Pain immediately dragged him awake from unconsciousness. The moment he opened those tiny triangular eyes, he saw a huge face—fearsome enough to make Yama tremble and Ghost's Dread recoil.

Shi Tiexin's expression was dark, terrifyingly dark.

Shi Tiexin's voice was low, frighteningly low.

He looked like a soul-reaping fiend that had crawled out of the underworld. Unwavering Tribulation Force roiled and boiled around him, horrifying beyond measure.

"Answer me. Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

The fat man was scared senseless. Trembling, he said, "Y-you... who are you people?"

"Wrong answer." Smack! A huge hand clamped directly onto his forehead. The five fingers were like a hydraulic press, as though they could crush his skull outright. His cranium creaked and groaned in sorrow. The fat man wanted to scream, but his throat was numb and tingling, and not a sound would come out. For a moment, he sank into utter terror.

Shi Tiexin twisted the fat man's head around, his expression placid and unruffled. "Remember this. I ask, you answer. One word of nonsense, and I'll scrape all the fat off your body, render it into oil, and dip steamed buns in it. Understand?"

Once the Interminable Tribulation Force loosened, the fat man could finally speak. He hurriedly wailed, "Hai! Hai! I understand! I understand completely!"

Rhetoric energy surged as Shi Tiexin continued increasing the pressure, reinforcing the effect. "What do you understand? Say it yourself."

The fat man immediately spoke clearly. "You ask, I answer. One word of nonsense, and you'll