Dugu Bo could not understand at all why this unfathomable Senior had suddenly asked about that painful chapter of his past.
But since Lin Feng had asked, he did not dare refuse to answer.
A trace of lingering fear appeared on Dugu Bo's face, and his voice was somewhat hoarse.
"In reply to Senior, that feeling... was unbearable."
As he recalled those agonizing years of suffering backlash from his Martial Soul, his body could not help but tremble slightly.
"Whenever the sky turned overcast and rainy, or whenever my Soul Power did not circulate smoothly, a bone-piercing itch would first appear beneath my ribs on both sides, like countless ants gnawing at my bones."
"Then, the sensation would gradually intensify."
"The Baihui point atop my head and the Yongquan points on the soles of my feet would simultaneously feel as though needles were stabbing into them, again and again, growing denser and denser."
Dugu Bo's face turned increasingly pale.
"Finally, my entire body would convulse. I would curl into a ball, feeling as if every meridian in my body were knotting up and every inch of bone were being ground to pieces."
"Unable to live, unable to die."
After saying that, he let out a long breath, as though he had once again endured that hellish torment.
Everyone around them felt their scalps go numb as they listened.
After hearing him out, Lin Feng nodded.
"A very detailed description."
Then, he turned his gaze back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples who had survived the calamity and still knelt in pools of blood, too afraid to rise.
Lin Feng lightly pointed at them from afar.
A wave of energy containing the power of strange laws, imperceptible to everyone else, instantly spread out and enveloped all the surviving members