Some people are destined to have sleepless nights and some people are missing you tonight.
But Di Yun, who disappeared, was enduring extreme pain in the death purgatory that even the undead could not resist.
In the dark and gloomy Xingtian Palace, at the tenth prison door, a black figure stood in the sky, wrapped in a huge black mist.
His long hair was flying around, his face was pale, his fox eyes were slightly open, and he was experiencing a series of thunderous punishments.
Split!
Lightning flashed across, and a thunderbolt rose from the black mist, striking the man's body alive. For a moment, blood dripped from his body.
He didn't even frown, but his slightly opened eyes suddenly closed.
In an instant, thunder rolled from the sky, lightning and thunder filled the entire Xingtian Palace, and all the life-threatening flying thunder struck his body.
"Well..." At this moment, he uttered the first syllable with a slight nasal tone. There was no pain, but it seemed like he was talking in a low voice.
The pretty figure who had been sitting on the high seat watching everything suddenly stood up with a flourish of her sleeves.
She looked up at the figures surrounded by the mist and shouted hoarsely, "Di Yun, you deserve to die! I really want to kill you with my own hands!"
"My energy has been restored. It was she who saved me. Unless I want to die or she lets me die, no one can do anything to me." Di Yun did not look at her and mocked while being tortured.
"The Holy Temple has placed a holy curse on you. If you kill someone, you will be punished by heaven. You must taste the seventy-two punishments of Xingtian Temple! For her, all for her?!"
"Only by tasting the punishment can I break the curse and kill without restraint. I never met anyone worthy of my protection before, but it's different now."
"Di Yun! I don't agree!"
"It's not up to you. There are still sixty-two punishments left. Come again."
"Ah—" Di Xue frantically burst out a huge burst of internal force from both palms, and Di Yun was pushed into the eleventh prison door like a kite with its string broken.
"It's not worth it!" She whined in pain before the door closed. Although she had witnessed the facts, it was still unbearable to hear him say it himself.
"You have to go through it sooner or later anyway, so it doesn't matter if you bear it earlier. I am willing to trade the pain for a moment to be with her forever."
"No!!!"
With a thud, Di Xue's screams were cut off by the ruthless prison door.
Di Yun waited silently for the subsequent punishment, with no trace of pain or regret on his face.
In the air, the iron chain shining with blood-red light was violently pulled towards his naked upper body, and bright red blood spattered out wantonly.
"Ahem—" he groaned.
Immediately afterwards, another iron chain followed, covering the blood fountain severely.
The bloodstains were stained, but there was no time to heal. Except for the back that was pressed against the cold iron pillar, Di Yun's entire body was under the attack of the iron chain.
Time after time, endless cycle, darkness continues in a place no one knows...
"Ye'er."
"Diyun!!!"
Bai Ye sat up suddenly, sweat stains on his forehead.
She looked around in confusion. In front of her, she was still in an inn room, but just now she seemed to be in another strange and cold environment.
It was like a hell on earth, with only dark cages and instruments of torture splattered with blood.
Her pajamas were completely soaked with sweat, and the messy internal energy was raging in the room. She tightly grasped the bed board under her body, and the bed board gradually sunk, forming a finger-shaped depression, but she was completely unaware of it.
Is it that hallucination
Was it what she saw in the God-Destroying Formation that day
It's just that this time it appeared in the dream, it seemed clearer and more...real!