Chapter 1111 Harder Than Reaching the Heavens

• “Since you won’t play nice, then let’s really have some fun. I want to see how long you can hold out.” Gale Bush watched his face, even more contempt in his eyes. Then he poured a surge of inner energy into the man’s left arm, and the same agony tore through him again, flaying every last nerve.
• As the meridians in his left arm screamed, every inch of his body—every single cell—felt like it was about to shatter.
• This pain was unlike anything he’d ever known.