Old One-Eye had already made his preparations. Gripping the Reverse Dragon Thorn, he walked to one side and looked at Zhou Kui. "Should I tie you up, or will you hold on yourself?"
Dharma Artifact ropes were attached to both ends of the punishment frame, mainly to keep those being punished from collapsing if they could not endure it and fainted. Once tied up, they would remain standing even if they lost consciousness.
Of course, they could also go untied and simply hold on themselves.
Zhou Kui was naturally a man of grit. Knowing there was no escaping this ordeal, he gritted his teeth. "No need to tie me up!"
He was a Body Cultivator with a powerful physique. Though he had long heard of the Reverse Dragon Thorn's fearsome reputation, he believed he could withstand this punishment.
As he spoke, he stepped forward, removed his shirt, and revealed his powerful body. Gripping the Dharma Artifact ropes on either side of the punishment frame, he gritted his teeth. "Come on!"
Seeing this, the members of Squad A5 cheered him on. "Captain, hang in there!"
"No problem!" Zhou Kui snorted coldly.
"Then you'd better endure it!" Old One-Eye moved behind Zhou Kui, took a swig from his Wine Gourd, sprayed the liquor over the Reverse Dragon Thorn, and brought it down in a whip-like strike.
With a sharp crack, blood visibly splattered from Zhou Kui's back, even taking a chunk of flesh with it.
Zhou Kui's entire body stiffened as though struck by lightning. His head snapped high, his eyes bulged wide as if they might burst from their sockets, and bloodshot veins instantly filled his eyeballs. His expression twisted into something utterly savage and terrifying.
He maintained that pose for a full three breaths before an earth-shaking scream tore from