Torture

Pain drilled into his marrow and bones.

It felt as though his very soul were being torn apart.

He could not even focus his consciousness. His sea of awareness was a muddled chaos, and his whole body felt as if it had fallen into water, constantly suffocating.

The muscles throughout his body no longer seemed to belong to him, twisting and deforming beneath a terrifying force.

Every bone in his body felt as though someone were hammering a chisel into it. The instant he woke, he fainted again; the second after he fainted, he woke once more.

A huge hole had been pierced through his heart, his soul impaled along with it.

Had the supreme Great Dao not been inscribed upon his bones, soul, and flesh, his soul would likely have shattered long ago.

"Why were we exposed ahead of time?"

An angry voice rang out. Had they not reacted quickly enough to kill the exposed person and sever every thread of karma, this operation would have been completely exposed. The Sage would have noticed, directly endangering the entire organization.

"It was Yang Xuankong. We don't know why he was at the Daozi Palace, but the instant he saw Yang Jian being taken away, he made his move."

"Damn it, why was the Heavenly Court's Judicial Deity there? Why hadn't precautions been taken to keep an eye on him?"

"Are you joking with me? The Dragon King of the East Sea has always been protecting him. He has several ancient Numinous Treasures in his hands, each a hundred times more powerful than the Immortal-Binding Rope, and he himself is a Mythic Taiyi."

"What do we do now? The Sage has locked onto us with the karmic dragon. If we kill this child, the unseen laws of karma will inevitably sense