The moment Xu Qing’s hand touched the door, a tremor passed through him. The same will that he had encountered earlier erupted from the door and into his mind. It didn’t give him any chance to react or back away. It rushed into him like an ocean, inundating him and filling him with intense pain. The pain stabbed through his flesh, blood, and bones. It felt like countless sharp blades slicing away at every part of him.0

The sudden turn of events left Xu Qing reeling. Then the pain changed; it didn’t get weaker, it got more intense. It became like a fire burning every bit of him.0

Then the burning sensation left, to be replaced by a feeling of decay. In both body and soul, he felt like he was sinking into the Yellow Springs. Although Xu Qing had experienced pain because of the many injuries he had suffered, at this moment, he couldn’t stop himself from shivering.0

That said, he didn’t pass out.0

Next, the sensation of decay changed. Now it felt like he was being chewed. It was like he was inside some gigantic mouth with sharp teeth that were slashing him to bits. What was most terrifying was that the pain just kept getting more and more intense, until it could only be described as a horrific torture. It only lasted for a...1