Slaughtered to Death

Heart-Eroding Martial Path

Yes, the thing the short, stocky man feared most was none other than Gu Youlian, imprisoned in the needle chamber beneath the earth.

More precisely, it was the needle-chamber torture Gu Youlian had suffered, arranged by the Demon Sect Master Gu Qianjue.

And the instant he witnessed this scene, unbearable stabbing pain surged all across the stocky man's body as well.

It was as though countless long, sharp steel needles were drilling out through every pore of his body.

"Ahhh!"

The stocky man immediately let out a terrified scream. Instinctively withdrawing his arms, he frantically slapped at his own body, as if needles really were burrowing out from inside him.

Strangely enough, countless tiny red spots truly appeared across the surface of his body—a body tougher than tempered steel—in an instant.

As though pierced through by ten thousand steel needles, his skin rapidly split and festered, blood gushing out in torrents.

This was the Heart-Eroding Martial Path twisting reality itself, directly projecting his fear and pain onto his flesh.

"Old Bear!!" Iron Mask and the tall, thin man roared in shock and fury.

The tall, thin man reacted with extraordinary speed. The silver snake around his neck shot forth like lightning, piercing the air at supersonic speed as it lunged straight for Zhang Sanxian's throat.

At the same time, he raised both hands sharply, blasting two thick beams of dark green light from his palms that instantly enveloped Zhang Sanxian.

Yet Zhang Sanxian still did not move. Only within his deathly pale eyes did phantoms of agony whirl at high speed.

In an instant, boundless blackness exploded outward from him, swallowing Iron Mask and the snake-handler in the blink of an eye.

This endless darkness, impossible to tell whether it was light, liquid, or mist, seemed to