He had a hooked nose, thin lips, and a sinister look in his eyes. Apart from being unusually pale, he didn't look much different from an ordinary person.
Just then, another unexpected event occurred.
He then began to wail in agony again, his voice even more pitiful than before.
It was as if a mysterious force was acting on his head, and soon his scalp split open.
Then, an invisible pair of large hands reached in and tore at him from both sides, quickly ripping off his newly healed skin.
The skin and flesh seemed to be attached exceptionally tightly, and as the skin was torn, much of the flesh was also pulled up, as if it were about to leave his body.
The key point is that the whole process was not fast. It seemed that the mysterious force was making him suffer more pain, so the whole movement was extremely slow, almost tearing his skin inch by inch.
With each pull, the monster's wails deepened.
Seeing this, Zuan finally understood why there was such a complicated soundproofing array. Otherwise, his wails would have attracted everyone in the Dragon Palace.
Although the punishment was slow, how much skin could a person have? After a while, it was all peeled off.
Unfortunately, the monster didn't have much time to catch its breath before its skin and flesh grew back, and a new cycle of skin regeneration began!
Zuan felt a chill run down his spine. Despite being on opposing sides, he couldn't help but feel some sympathy for him after witnessing such inhumane torture.
However, when he saw the human skin of Kachir beside him, his sympathy immediately vanished.
Countless sea creatures have been harmed by him, and he deserves this punishment. Hell is indeed a good place, dedicated to punishing such villains.
And so, the monster endured the torture of being skinned eighteen times before it finally stopped.
He lay on the bed, panting heavily, as if he were completely exhausted.
Zaun narrowed his eyes. This was the monster's weakest moment, and it wouldn't be difficult to subdue him if he made a move.
However, he eventually gave up the idea. The Shadow Demons had mentioned that opening a certain secret in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Dragons seemed to require Kachir's help. Moreover, the demons were particularly wary of Kachir during their conversation. They said that the Hell guys seemed impossible to kill because they were already in Hell.
However, Zuan did not believe that they were truly immortal and that there must be a way to deal with them, but they just hadn't found it yet.
With that in mind, he temporarily abandoned the idea of taking action.
"Who?" Whether it was because the monster on the bed had sensed the fleeting killing intent or something else, it suddenly turned its head to look at where Zuan was. Its bloody, mangled hand, like a ghostly claw, reached directly towards the window.
"Huh, it's a manta ray." The monster came to the window and looked at the manta ray struggling as it was being pulled into its body by its fingers.
Feeling the blood flowing from the other's wound, a fierce glint flashed in the monster's eyes, and it grabbed the manta ray and began to eat it raw.
He devoured it in no time, a look of ecstasy on his face: "The taste of flesh and blood is so wonderful."
Zuan, standing on the distant coral reef, frowned slightly. Luckily, he had used his teleportation ability in time, which prevented him from being discovered by the other party.
This guy is more cunning and ruthless than I imagined; I must find a way to deal with him as soon as possible.
The monster looked around but saw nothing unusual, so it returned to the room, burrowed its entire body into Kachir's skin, and let out a comfortable groan: "It's definitely more enjoyable when there's skin."
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zu An quietly left the villa.
Back in his palace, Zu'an cast a soundproofing spell and briefly explained what he had just discovered to the two sisters.
"Ugh~ How disgusting." Although she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Zu'an's description was so vivid that Shang Hongyu could already picture it in her mind.
"He truly is a demon from hell. From your description, it seems he's being subjected to the torture of being skinned alive." Shang Liuyu's expression also turned somewhat unpleasant. As a woman, she naturally felt aversion to such disgusting things.
Zuan's heart skipped a beat: "Could he come from the Hell of Skinning?"
He thought of some legends from his previous life about the underworld and the eighteen levels of hell.
"A skinning hell?" The two sisters subconsciously hummed in agreement. "That's certainly very possible."
Zuan couldn't help but ask, "Do you know anything about hell in this world?"
The two sisters shook their heads slightly, and Shang Liuyu said, "Just like becoming an immortal, the concept of hell is also ethereal and often just folk tales. They impose some punishments in the human world onto the imagined hell, so everyone thought they were just legends. They never expected that they would actually be true."
Zuan also fell into deep thought. Yes, there were many legends of hell in his previous life, but no one had ever seen them. He never expected to actually encounter monsters from hell in this world.
“I don’t know how those demons and monsters from hell got in touch, and I don’t know what they want, or even if it’s the same thing,” Shang Liuyu said as he pondered.
“Based on our previous conversations, it seems that the two groups didn’t meet in this world; they must have arranged their cooperation from the beginning,” Zaun said in a deep voice. “The world of demons and the world of hell probably have other ways to connect.”
"As for what they want, it's fine if it's just one thing, then it's easier to stir things up. But if it's not the same thing, then it'll be troublesome."
Hearing his analysis, the two sisters shared the same concerns, but unfortunately, they had too little information to make any judgment.
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