The Undead King suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became ferocious with pain.
Something was moving inside his body.
The next moment, endless black light burst out from the Undead King's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, penetrating the sky and the earth!
“Ahhhh!!!”
He screamed miserably, his body curled up on the ground and twitched continuously, the intense pain flooded his whole body like a tide.
Swish!
A naked arm stretched out from the Undead King's mouth.
Seeing this scene, Su Mu smiled slightly: "Not bad, you have indeed made progress. At least you know how to use your brain and use strategies."
Relying on the immortality brought by the divinity of pain, Yang Dongqing resolutely chose to merge into the blood river and be swallowed by the Undead King. The Undead King could not digest him at all and could only withstand the attack from within his body.
Even the Undead King cannot bear the feeling of the power of pain exploding in his body. Although he will not be killed, the intense pain will penetrate his consciousness and cause him to fall into a coma.
Seeing that the winner had been decided, Su Mu knew there was no point in watching any further, so he disappeared into the void.
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for the Blood Moon Empire, and also the night when the Cult of Pain became famous. The Undead King who had ruled the Blood Moon Empire for many years was defeated and abducted by the leader of the Cult of Pain tonight.
The Blood Moon Empire fell into complete chaos. Countless vampires and believers of the Cult of Pain came out in droves, and fighting broke out across the country.
The next day.
In the prison cell of the Cult of Pain.
“Just wait for me! One day the king will escape from this predicament, and then I will slaughter him with blood… ahhhh…”
Yang Dongqing infused the power of pain into the Undead King's body with an expressionless face. The Undead King, who was tied to the cross, was in so much pain that his eyes turned white and his whole body convulsed.
"Not enough, not enough, not enough! I need more pain!"
The power of pain turned into a long black whip and lashed the Undead King frantically. Every whip seemed to hit the soul directly and made the Undead King suffer from excruciating pain. His body had already been torn apart, but his powerful recovery ability allowed him to recover in an instant.
After a long time, a man in black robe entered the dungeon.
"Master, you should take a rest if you are tired. Leave this lowly vampire to me and others. Most of the brothers in the sect have been persecuted by the vampires, and we also want revenge!"
Yang Dongqing wanted to refuse, but after seeing the deep hatred in the black-robed man's eyes, he nodded silently.
The black-robed man was instantly overjoyed, and shouted to the crowd of black-robed people outside, "Everyone line up, the leader has agreed."
"yes!"
"Very good!"
"Long live the Master!"
"Damned inferior race, I will tear you into pieces!" The Undead King's eyes were bloodshot, he could not have imagined that one day he would end up like this.
The group of black-robed men ignored the threats of the Undead King and continued to inflict pain madly.
A few days later.
Yang Dongqing gently stroked the doll in the crystal coffin, and kept muttering: "Jasmine... just wait a little longer, just wait a little longer, you will definitely be resurrected."
The cold doll did not respond.
Bang!
Yang Dongqing pounded the ground, his expression suddenly ferocious: "Why!? Why hasn't the painful miracle come yet? Is the pain not enough?
Someone come here! "
Two men in black robes hurried over and said respectfully, "Master, you called us?"
Yang Dongqing looked at them with red eyes: "You bunch of rubbish, you must have been lazy, so the pain provided by the Undead King is not enough, increase the punishment, go!!"
"Master...but I am worried that the Undead King can't hold on. Although his body is immortal, his soul is not. The continuous punishment has almost caused his soul to collapse."
"Nonsense! How could the Undead King be so fragile!? Give him blood! Let him suck blood to recover, then increase the punishment. Do as I say!"
The two looked at each other and said in embarrassment: "Yes, Master."
After the two left, Yang Dongqing's ferocious face returned to gentleness and infatuation: "Jasmine, it will be soon. Soon we can live together like before. When that time comes, I will definitely not let you leave me again."
He caressed the puppet's cold face obsessively, with nothing else in his eyes.
An hour later, a man in a black robe rushed in hurriedly: "Master! Something terrible has happened."
The quiet atmosphere was broken, and a flash of cruelty flashed across Yang Dongqing's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and said softly: "Jasmine, I didn't scare you, did I? My subordinates are ignorant, I will cut off their tongues later."
After saying this, he turned his head with a ferocious look in his eyes.
"Didn't I tell you that no one is allowed to disturb Jasmine without my permission?" The cold voice lowered the temperature in the room.
The black-robed man trembled all over, and said with fear: "Master... the Immortal King... he is dead!"
"What?!"
boom!
Yang Dongqing's figure suddenly disappeared. When he arrived at the dungeon, he saw a corpse that was not in human form. He went forward to check and found that there was no breath.
“No, no, no… How can you die? You are the Immortal King! Who told you to die? Aaaaaah!! Fuck!”
Yang Dongqing yelled like a madman: "Jasmine...Jasmine..."
He ran back to Jasmine and knelt beside the crystal coffin. Looking at the lifelike but motionless doll inside, two lines of hot tears burst out.
"Why...why is it like this, why didn't the painful miracle happen?"
The pain of shattered hopes was like being cut into pieces, leaving Yang Dongqing in agony.
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