Reincarnation of the God of Medicine
Chapter 560: Conscious
Xiao Tian had been in a desperate state of being complacent in the easy victory he had obtained earlier. In a desperate state, Xiao Tian was in a panic because it felt like there was no way out of his current situation. He even had time to give up on that situation.
The demigod demons, seemed to obliterate the scythe in their hands in order to torture Xiao Tian with fists and kicks that would not make him disappear easily.
In a split second, Xiao Tian had gotten so many wounds all over his body.
"Don't expect nothing to come easy!"
"I'll heal you a little and wake you up every time you almost pass out or die!" One of the half-God demons smirked with interest.
"Mkkk!" Xiao Tian tried to endure the pain while becoming the monthly moon dwellers of the lower realm gate of the eighth layer.
'Am I really going to end up here?' Xiao Tian looked so desperate. He knew very well that his spirit would not be destroyed if it gave up on this death tournament. But what's the point? If he gave up, he could only join the death tournament again after hundreds of years in the lower realms had already passed, while the time in the lower realms was running much slower when compared to the real world. It would be thousands of years in the real world. The person Xiao Tian knew, was probably already gone by the time he made it through the next death tournament. That was even if he could pass the death tournament.
Xiao Tian only had two choices at this moment, first remaining silent and receiving all the torments, until all the demigod demons were bored to decide to end his life, or decided to give up, he said, in order to be able to repeat the death tournament several hundred years in the lower realms later on.
"Hohoho, you're pretty stubborn too huh? Give up if you can't bear the pain! Otherwise, you'll just end up being my subordinate's toy forever! Believe it or not, they'll never get bored or tired while torturing someone," The eight-winged hell king showed a bored face as he stared at Xiao Tian's miserable state while sitting on his golden Phoenix bird-studded chair.
"Call me if you want to give up!" The eight-winged hell king rose from his chair. Shortly after, the chair vanished without a trace, followed by the king of hell who immediately turned to face the position of the golden chair that had just disappeared.
While stomping the end of the handle from one of his death god scythe into the poison-smoked black ground, the Eight-winged Hell King slowly faded from everyone's sight.
"Think again, what is your goal in this tournament!" The eight-winged hell king said his last sentence before completely vanishing from everyone's sight.
'My destination?' Xiao Tian pondered for a moment while trying to digest the last words of the king of hell. The trajectory of memories regarding his promise and attachment to loved ones also slowly flooded into Xiao Tian's mind.
"Ha .. hahahaha .... !"
Xiao Tian laughed with a frustrated face, his laughter was heavy with a slowly rising voice following how high his disappointment toward himself was.
"I'm really bad, huh!?" Xiao Tian who had previously been rendered helpless, slowly rose to his feet upright. Despite the way he stood up slightly trembling and staggering, Xiao Tian was still able to get up while receiving all the attacks with a body full of wounds.
The fists and kicks from the half-God demons continued to be directed towards Xiao Tian's body, even so, Xiao Tian did not shift in the slightest from his standing position this time.
"I'm pretty sure that our fists have destroyed all your bones! How can you endure all that pain!" One of the half-God demons looked quite confused.
"Eitherway! Maybe because I'm used to it!" Xiao Tian raised the draconic sword Aurora around his mouth. Then it bites and uses the sword to slash any enemy that is close enough to its standing position.
Thanks to the special nature of the draconic sword that could absorb qi energy from something hit by his slash, Xiao Tian had managed to recover some of the injuries he had sustained.
"Thank you for healing some of my wounds!" Xiao Tian picked up the draconic sword he had bitten with his right hand.
"Why did you just take out that sword?" One of the demigod demons who suffered a slight wound like a friend of a friend nearby asked curiously.
"Isn't it clear!? He was so out of fear of the pressure our master exerted!" connect the half-God demons beside him.
"That makes sense now, but .. are you sure you can deal with us when you get hurt like that!?" The six-horned half-devil God stared trivially.
"We, won't let you scratch our precious bodies again, you know!"
"So get ready, to meet your death!" The half-God demons who suffered from scratched wounds from the draconic sword Aurora exuded demonic qi layered in holy power with hostile gazes. With the appearance of the Death God scythe scythe on each of their hands, it further clarified their steadiness to end it all.
"Stop him!" The half-God demons emitted a killing intent.
"Curtain!" Xiao Tian decided to keep his distance while thinking of a way to get out of the bad situation he was in.