Pain.
Heart piercing pain.
Flesh cutting pain.
Bone piercing pain.
It was as if a steel fork had pierced through his heart. "Cha!"
It was as if a sharp blade had cut his flesh into thin slices and placed them on a plate, waiting for others to taste them.
It was as if a rusty iron knife was scraping against his bones, like a hungry wolf chewing on a bone …
This pain was not only physical, but also mental.
If the soul was a small person, then the dragon nail would be a pair of scissors.
Cha! Cha!
Blade after blade, the small person was cut into pieces, blood flowing out.
From the inside to the outside, or from the outside to the inside.
Because it was too painful, it was difficult to find where the pain was coming from and where it was going. In any case, every part of your body that you can feel, every corner of your body is aching and burning.
This was a pain that life could not bear, a pain that the body could not bear.
Li Muyang's body was trembling.
Not only was his body trembling, but his soul was also trembling.
"Ah …" Li Muyang cried out in alarm.
This had nothing to do with weakness or strength, it was just a normal reaction of the body.
Li Muyang had never known that there could be such pain in the world. The various hardships he had experienced as a child, the Great Dragon Trapping Formation in Stupa City, were not even worth mentioning compared to this.
He wanted to faint, wanted to die immediately.
However, the most terrible thing was that he remained clear-headed.
He was more clear-headed than ever before.
He could clearly feel that someone had taken out a nail that seemed to have been frozen in an iceberg for a thousand years and then ruthlessly stabbed it into the top of his head.
He did not stab it all at once and then let him carefully digest the pain.
Instead, he stabbed it slowly, bit by bit.
Wherever the nail was stabbed, his thoughts would gather there, and his attention would follow.
It was as if there was a pair of eyes in the sky, and it was his own eyes. He could only helplessly watch as the bone-chilling nail pierced into his skull, inch by inch, inch by inch.
It was obviously bone-chilling, but it felt as if there was a wildfire burning in his brain.
It wanted to burn his brain into charcoal, burn it into dust.
Screech …
The black netherworld nail was completely inserted into the top of his skull, and his brain was filled with a chill.
Because it was so cold, his brain felt like it was frozen. His entire mind was blank, and only that ice-cold pain was spreading downwards.
All the way down, then into the crevice of the bone.
The bone suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, giving people the urge to reach out and tear open their skin and flesh to pull it out and throw it far away.
As the Netherworld Nail pierced his body, Li Muyang felt like he was going to collapse.
If it were not for Song Gudu who was still strangling his neck, he most likely would have collapsed to the ground like a corpse.
It was a world of ice and snow, a bitingly cold winter.
Li Muyang's forehead was dripping with sweat, and even his clothes were soaked.
His face was purplish-red, an abnormal color caused by the rapid flow of blood.
His eyelids opened and closed, and his eyeballs bulged like a dead fish.
Saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, and blood flowed from his broken teeth.
Song Gudu looked at Li Muyang's dying appearance, asking aloud, "The answer?"
"Let go of my sister — —" Li Muyang's voice was extremely weak. "Let go of — — my family — — I'll — — tell — — you — —"
"It seems that you still don't understand what I mean." Song Gudu sighed softly.
This child, how did he suddenly become stupid?
"It seems that you think one nail is not enough." Song Gudu stated aloud.
He stretched out his right arm again, turned his palm down, and faced down.
A transparent ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand, and then the ball of light extended towards the ground, turning into a transparent beam of light.
Soon, the beam of light turned black, and then a gloomy and terrifying black substance was absorbed from the depths of the ground.
The black elemental substance gathered in the palm of Song Gudu's hand, condensed into the shape of a nail.
Then, Song Gudu lifted the long black nail and once again inserted it into the top of Li Muyang's head — —
"Ah — —"
Li Muyang's exhausted body tensed up again, his mouth uttering a mournful scream.
"What's the answer?"
"Let go of my sister — —"
"What's the answer?"
"Let go of — — my sister — —"
※ ※ ※
Every time Song Gudu asked for an answer and was rejected by Li Muyang, he would drive a netherworld nail into Li Muyang's head.
One after another, he had asked for an answer eight times, and had driven a total of eight nails into his head.
Song Gudu's right hand was suspended in the air, clasping a pitch-black, slender, and long nail.
He looked at Li Muyang and asked again, "What's the answer?"
"— —"
Li Muyang did not answer.
He also had no way to answer.
Li Muyang's expression was hideous and distorted, looking terrifying and ugly.
His pupils were bloodshot, and his eyeballs were protruding, as though they would burst out at any time.
Li Muyang's head hung low, his eyelids were tightly closed, and his body hung there like mud.
A gust of wind blew, and Li Muyang's body was swaying in the palm of Song Gudu's hand, like a puppet made of grass.
"I have driven eight netherworld nails into you. If I drive the ninth dragon nail into your body, then — — your soul will scatter, and even the gods and immortals will not be able to save you. "Song Gudu's eyes were fierce, and there was finally a hint of anger in his voice. "Li Muyang, what's the answer? What is the secret of the Dragon clan's longevity? "
"— —"
No one answered.
Li Muyang seemed to have died from the pain.
Except for his body that was still twitching incessantly.
It was the natural reaction of the body before the pain had disappeared.
Song Gudu shook his head and sighed. "Chen Xi's body is cold, and I happened to find a dragon lamp in the Dragon cave. The lamp uses dragon blood as oil, and will not go out for thousands of years — — Unfortunately, some time ago, the light began to weaken, and looked like it would go out at any time. If I can't learn about the longevity of the Dragon clan from your mouth, then I will take your blood to light the dragon lamp for my granddaughter — — "
With that, he once again raised his palm to the top of Li Muyang's head, wanting to drive the ninth netherworld nail into the top of Li Muyang's head.
"Go to hell — —"
Lu Qingming's body was seriously injured, and he could only watch as his son was tortured by Song Gudu.
He desperately endured, desperately clenched his teeth.
He clenched his fists so hard that they crackled, and crushed a few of his teeth.
He was silently reciting the Lu clan's ancestral 'Heavenly King mantra', burning his dantian to quickly restore his body's strength.
He was going to give Song Gudu a fatal blow.
However, the time that Song Gudu could give him was too little.
It was too difficult to restore his strength in such a short period of time, and to be able to give a fatal blow to a master like Song Gudu.
When he heard Song Gudu say that he was going to drive the ninth netherworld nail into Li Muyang's body, Song Gudu could no longer bear it.
His spear fell to the ground, and in order not to arouse Song Gudu's attention and vigilance, he did not even dare to summon it over.
He stretched his palm into the ice and snow, condensing the ice and snow into a snow-white ice spear.
Then, his body soared into the air, thrusting the ice spear at Song Gudu's back.
Che — —
The snow-white ice spear in Lu Qingming's hand was thrust into Song Gudu's body.
He laughed wildly, roaring in a sorrowful voice, "Song Gudu, you old dog — — I finally killed you — — I finally killed you — — I avenged my father — —"
"Stupid." Song Gudu gently shook his head.
His body shook violently, and a ball of blue light spread out in all directions.
Boom — —
Where the light wave passed, the wind and snow were swept away.
Kacha Kacha — —
The ice spear in Lu Qingming's hand broke off from the tip of the spear. Then it broke faster and faster, and finally the whole ice spear exploded like a bubble.
Kacha — —
Ice shards splattered in all directions.
However, Song Gudu's body was not harmed in the slightest.
The smile on Lu Qingming's face froze, and blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth.
His face and body were dripping with blood, and he looked like a madman who had fallen into a state of madness.
Lu Qingming stared wide-eyed at Song Gudu, puzzled, disappointed, and even more so unwilling.
"How could this be?"
"Why can't I kill him?"
Song Gudu's raised right hand suddenly swatted down at Lu Qingming.
Che — —
The ninth netherworld nail was struck into Lu Qingming's body.
"Pfff — —"
Lu Qingming spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body like a kite with a broken string was sent flying into the distance.
Plop — —
Lu Qingming's body smashed into the snow. He stubbornly tried to get up, straightened his back, tilted his head up, but then fell back down with a loud 'bang'.
There was no more sound.
At this moment, Li Muyang, who had been in a state of unconsciousness, suddenly opened his eyes.
It was a pair of eyes shrouded in blood mist, and the pupils could not be seen, nor the whites of the eyes.
His eyes were full of blood, boiling and flowing blood.
Black scales rapidly emerged on the back of his hand, and his palms also turned into sharp claws at that moment.
When Song Gudu struck the netherworld nail into Lu Qingming's body, Li Muyang finally began to fight back.
Che — —
He brandished his dark and sharp dragon claws, mercilessly digging at Song Gudu's chest.
Kacha — —
The sharp claws pierced into Song Gudu's chest without any hindrance, and then he forcefully pulled, tearing out a bloody wound.
He was going to dig out Song Gudu's heart.
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