It was close.
The sharp spider legs drew ever nearer to Tang San's heart. With all four limbs pierced through, he could not move at all.
"Gulp..."
With death so near, no one could remain calm—not even Tang San. He was scared out of his wits.
He wanted to say something.
But when he opened his mouth,
he found that he could not make a sound at all. He was tense to the extreme!
Is this what death feels like?
Tang San murmured inwardly.
In his previous life,
he had jumped off a cliff and ended it all.
He had never sensed death closing in on him.
But now...
He watched helplessly as Bibi Dong's sharp spider spears gradually approached his heart. His pounding heart beat even faster.
This was what it felt like before death!
"Wait..."
Tang San finally managed to cry out!
"Hiss..."
Because he had exerted too much force, his body instinctively moved his limbs. At that moment, unimaginable pain surged from his pierced arms and legs! Tang San could not help sucking in a cold breath. It hurt like hell!
Bibi Dong stopped and looked at Tang San. "Do you have any last words? I can grant them for you!"
Between life and death,
Tang San decisively chose life. "Your Holiness, I am Master Yu Xiaogang's disciple—his most prized disciple!"
Tang San knew that invoking Hun Xiu would not intimidate Bibi Dong, so he could only bring up his teacher, Yu Xiaogang.
Tang San could sense that there was some indescribable relationship between his teacher and Bibi Dong, the Pope before him!
Perhaps
this time, he could rely on his teacher to escape disaster.
This time,
if he could survive this ordeal, he would behave himself.
He was still far too weak. Before absolute strength, he