Like an insect wrapped tightly in a spider's web, Li Ang hung suspended in midair. His body was pierced by densely packed, slender silk threads that pulled at his flesh and skin in a cruel and strangely magnificent torture.
Excruciating pain, like a million ants biting, assaulted his brain. Li Ang felt as if his head had been hammered, and everything went black before his eyes.
This could have been a hallucination brought on by the intense pain, or maybe not— A strand of inky silk pierced his left eyeball, blooming like a flower right in front of his eye socket.
Had anyone else been there, they surely would have screamed in horror, declaring that Mr. Li had been devoured by a demon.
Enduring the pain, Li Ang gave a self-deprecating smile inwardly.
He had intended to uncover the origins of the Mo Si, find a way to suppress it, and then break through to the Cloud Patrol Realm to maintain the balance between them.
