The bees had the sloppy Taoist hung upside down,—by hanging upside down, it meant his hands and feet were bound behind him, then a stick was threaded through and lifted, with his face and belly facing down.
His face and body were covered in poisonous stings, but suspended in the air, the stings would not touch the bees.
Only when he was lowered, he would inevitably be stung even deeper.
This Great Cultivator from the Mahayana Realm had suffered a most unjust fate, his formidable abilities had not yet been deployed when he was already poisoned and fell to the ground, captured by the Bee Mansion's ghostly soldiers.
His abilities were mighty, his cultivation profound and unmatched, otherwise he would not have been so composed facing Ah Zhu, the Yin Commander.
But he had never anticipated that the poisonous bee stings would be so formidable!
