But the moment he jumped, Tu Xiao'an's brows furrowed, and a wry smile appeared on his face. 'This doesn't seem to be going well.'
The blood in the pool went berserk, assailing Tu Xiao'an like countless vicious snake heads tearing at him, injecting him with lethal venom.
A stinging, aching sensation washed over him. Tu Xiao'an felt as if he had jumped into a pool of sulfuric acid, every inch of his skin being corroded.
This was truly the feeling of being torn apart by ten thousand snakes.
Pain. A heart-wrenching, soul-tearing pain.
It felt as though his insides were being torn to shreds, as if he were being subjected to death by a thousand cuts. Tu Xiao'an was astonished. For something to cause his current body such excruciating pain was no easy feat.
It seemed Demon King Liu's test was not going to be so easy to pass.
