Bang! Bang! Bang! The nightmare was too dreadful to look back on.
He had transformed into Gun, spent ten years controlling the floods only for it all to come to nothing, then turned around and faced the Huai River Water Lord again.
Liang Qu opened his eyes. Perhaps thanks to Heavenly Water Morning Dew's constant restorative properties, his body did not hurt nearly as much anymore.
This time, he was not hanging upside down but upright. One of his hands was lifted, and once more he faced two blazing golden suns.
Those eyes blazed like suns, yet were cold as the full moon on the fifteenth night.
Whether Wu Zhiqi was real or fake.
Dipamkara was the past, Maitreya the future, Shakyamuni the present! This pain was too fucking real! "Water Lord! Let's talk this out! This is all Da Yu's fault! I'm innocent!"
Bang! His back hurt again!
"True Lord! I am a loyal subject!"
Bang! "Ape King!"
Bang! "Ape God!"
Bang! "Your mother!"
Bang~ "Bi Ma Wen!"
Wu Zhiqi froze. He lifted Liang Qu, who had immediately passed out again, and scratched his chin.
Bi Ma Wen... what kind of thing was that? The beating went on and on.
Liang Qu did not know how many times he had awakened. He had nothing left to say. Ten years of bitter labor had gone up in smoke, and the double blow to body and spirit had drained every last shred of strength from him.
There could be no torture in the world worse than this.
Eighteen Bodhisattvas were not enough; eighteen Arhats would do too...
Perhaps Wu Zhiqi had grown tired of throwing him around, or perhaps after tossing him more than a hundred times, he felt much better. He threw Liang Qu to the ground and stopped moving,