"Until this pain completely shatters your consciousness."
This is even harsher than being cut into pieces.
Xie Huanran was already in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound, nor did he have the strength to roll around.
By this time, the poison had corroded his legs, leaving only bones.
His brain, however, forced Xie Huanran to stay conscious, feeling the bone-corroding pain.
Bit by bit, approaching death.
Even Feng Xiu felt a chill seeing this scene: "Master…"
"He's right, my cultivation indeed couldn't kill him yet." Ying Zijin stood up and said flatly, "You broke his Inner Strength protection, allowing the poison to enter."
Feng Xiu understood: "Master, please rest. I'll take him down and hang him at the entrance of the Judicial Hall."
Ying Zijin nodded and returned to the bed.
She closed her eyes to rejuvenate herself, but her fingers suddenly trembled.
Ying Zijin pressed her head, changed direction, and fell into a deep sleep.
**
On the other side.
