[Disclair. This chapter is graphic, caution is advised. I tried my best to tone it down as much as I could. If you have a weak stomach... just be careful although, for most of my readers who read so far, this shouldn't be much.]
"Now then, he should wake up soon."
I heard the voice of soone speaking, looking around, well, I couldn't, everything was pitch black.
My divine sense… I can't feel it.
What's going on?
Suddenly my mind felt as if a white light struck through it.
"ARGHH!!"
"That's a nice scream," soone spoke.
Pain, so much of it I couldn't believe how a person can be alive after suffering such agony, especially since I was the one feeling it.
I tried to move, but my limbs were pinned by sothing, I couldn't see nor use my divine sense. Nor could I feel anything with my body.
"So, you're another of the acolytes, pretty interesting physic you all have," spoke the sa man, and another agonizing surge of pain shot through my being.
Suddenly whatever that was over my eyes was lifted, and I saw where I was, although hazily.
I was in a room, and I was pinned to a wall.
Two large nails were shoved into my palms, another two right through the bones of my femurs, and two more right through my feet to the ground.
Two more nails were shoved into my shoulders.
The person in front of was the sa old man from before.
How did he catch up to ?
"You seem to have had the protection of a higher being, it's pretty powerful, even I couldn't dispel it," he said.
Just as he spoke the words, it reminded of her.
The Queen, the strongest person in the Vast Expanse promised aid thrice.
As I tried to speak her na, the nails on surged with so much power that I felt like I was thrown into the heart of a burning star.
So much pain was coursing through my body and flesh, every nerve was fried from the surge of extre heat and agitation. My brain felt like it was boiling.
"Don't try, no matter who that person is protecting you, you'll die before you can utter their na. Not to ntion, they'll never find you, and even if they did, I doubt that anyone is strong enough to co here, now, let's see, you dare put your hand on the young lady, that deserves so punishnt," the old man spoke.
My pinned right arm suddenly caught fire, not any fire, a black rciless one that seed to surge from the Nail that was pinning it.
If the pain of speaking that person's na was unbearable, it was nothing compared to what was happening to my right arm right now.
If my screams could reach the heavens, they already did. But these walls, even with my Qi sealed, I could feel that they are stopping sound Qi, and vibrations all form leaking.
"Why… are you… doing this?"
"Oh, you can still speak, great pain tolerance, you won't break easily then, good," he said as he stabbed a dagger right between two of my ribs, and the fucker twisted it.
The pain from the weapon would have been enough, but it was laced with Saint Qi that seed to have similar properties to the nails that were pinning .
My screams were so loud that my vocal cords ruptured. As blood splattered from my mouth.
"Don't even think of touching with that foul blood of yours," spoke the old man as he burn the spray of blood using his own Qi.
"Yo who is an acolyte to that disgusting being, will not live to see the sun ever again, I'll make sure of it, as I had done to so many before you," he added.
Fucking psychotic bastard.
But his words an that he already captured and killed other Poison God cultivators.
Looking around, I realized that the room we were in had more 'people', or actually just skeletons now on the walls, they all had nails exactly the sa as the ones I have on .
This is also another intimidation tactic. This fucker…
The old man wiped his knife, though for so reason it didn't have any blood on it. But still, he wiped the knife, it was so normal for him it looked like a bartender cleaning a glass. This clearly ans that this fucker was too used to this shit.
"You all act tough, but after a couple of days, you all start begging for rcy or a swift death, but you'll never get it, none of you will ever get it. And none of you will ever reach the Poison God's Trial," he said.
He then stabbed the knife once again into my stomach.
More pain surged through and I was barely able to scream this ti due to my ruptured vocal cords.
"Don't even think of dying from blood loss," he said smiling, "because this dagger doesn't harm the physical body," he added.
And it was true since even when he stabbed in the side, no blood ca out, nor do I see any blood seeping from my palms or anywhere where the nails had dug through.
"This is pain inflicted on your spiritual body, and you seem to have sowhat of a strong one, so you'll last longer," he said grinning.
I tried to speak, and when he saw moving my mouth he ca closer
"Fuck…you," was sowhat of a smartass replay I thought of.
The pain I suffered afterward almost had regret saying, almost.
"Those eyes, you think you still have hope? Do you think that soone will save you? Do you think that you will be able to leave this place? Oh, how wrong you are, because I've seen those eyes many, many tis, and it is my greatest pleasure to see those eyes so bright with hope, slowly but surely dim as you will all eventually realize that this is your eternal tomb."
A couple of torturous painful hours went by before the fucker spoke again.
"Interesting," he said, "Of all those that have been here, you're the only one who hasn't revealed your true nature, you really don't care if your host dies do you?" he said.
His words were clearly not ant for , and I could guess what he wanted.
The problem is I was in too much anguish that I can't even think properly, son of a bitch…
"You still wish to hide behind this weak host, or have you already assimilated him?" he asked.
And when he didn't receive a reply, the pain ca.
…
"Good, you're a tough nut to break, so I'll take my sweet ti," he said. "But I can't be wasting my ti with you, lets's see, how long can your mind last," he said as he walked away, pressed on sothing on the wall and a door opened up.
He then proceeded to walk through it and leave alone.
'fuck… there is no need to even try and guess what that man is trying to do. Shit, being smart is actually a curse.'
It was actually simple. He will leave here, and give hope, hope that he won't co back, but soon he will and the pain will resu, and he will do it again. This bastard isn't even torturing for information, he is doing it out of pure pleasure.
If I had the information he wanted, at least I would have so ti, ti to think or co up with sothing. Ti can actually buy my life if I was smart about it. Killing soone who has the information you need is idiotic so most people who work in this shady line usually do their best to keep their victim alive but at the sa ti close to death.
But if he is only doing this for his own psychotically perverted pleasure, I'm fucked.
I can't call her na, because the mont I even try and do that, I'll burn due to these nails. I can't use my Qi. But what about the rest of my utilities?
"Automaton," I muttered, but no one ca out.
Shit.
"Book!"
Nothing.
Fuck…
I even tried calling the robotic arms on my side and nothing happened.
What the fuck did that bastard do to ?
He seems to know too much about Poison God cultivators, he made sure not to draw blood. Because he knew it was poisonous and would be a pain in the ass for him to handle it.
He said that all the pain he inflicted was in the spiritual sense. aning he wasn't assaulting my physical body, but more my mind and soul.
Shit. This is the worst because I literally can't die to sothing like that. My ntal power and soul power are so damn powerful I'll actually be the best target for him to practice his torturing arts.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
I'm actually going to die here. I'm actually going to perish in a place where no one would ever think of finding . Sowhere far from everyone.
Is this the end of my journey? Have I co all this way for so psychotic bastard to take interest in and just start torturing for his own fucking pleasure.
I felt as if the world was suddenly becoming dimr, hope as much as I want to cling to it. seems to be fading. If we think about it rationally, getting out of here… is not even possible…
I'm going to die here… alone.
…
No! No stop thinking like that!
I can't dive into despair, not here not now. It's what he wants.
Fucking hell, it's not even easy. This hurts so much, and I can't even escape. All my tools have been disabled.
Perhaps those kids will arrive at the Heavenly academy?
No, he could have already caught them… shit, even if they arrived at the Heavenly Academy what can they do? Even if they reached Master Rain, what can he do, he has no way to locate . Shit.
I can't rely on anyone, in this shit situation, I have to get out by myself.
But how?"
ditate, I need to enter my sea of consciousness. That's the only way.
I closed my eyes and imdiately found myself within my sea of consciousness or what seems to have been left of it.
Nine massive spikes seed to have pierced through it. They looked exactly the sa as the ones that were piercing my body. And they were exuding a powerful energy that was breaking everything apart.
The massive calm sea that surrounded my sea of consciousness seed to rage.
The fortress in the middle was also heavily damaged, the weaponry and tools I made to protect my mind, and the armies I created to protect had all turned to cinders. Nothing but the tower in the middle remained, but even the tower had one of the nine Nails piercing right through it.
I closed in on the tower and saw the Soul that was administrating everything.
It had the nail piercing from its shoulder and right through its body. The soul was breaking and damaged, but its eyes were the eyes of sothing that isn't giving up.
I have no right to give up if my soul didn't.
I approached the nail but the soul stopped .
I imdiately realized why.
This was the sa type of magic that was on the Thunder Bull. Soul Sealing Stake.
If I were to touch this without proper ans, I'll instantly turn to ash.
How can I remove this?
I approached the stake and saw sothing on it, sothing I didn't see when I was outside my sea of consciousness.
They were words… letters and inscriptions.
This thing, is actually a Restriction, a type of formation that is designed to completely seal and pin down a creature it touches.
And looking at its size that seed to reach the highest point of my Divine Sea, the size and number of inscriptions in it should be unimaginable.
But…as long as it's an inscription. I can decipher it.
Suddenly, hope that seed to have waned ignited back again.
Just wait, you old fucker.
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