What Bai Zemin was feeling was by far the worst pain he had ever felt in his life.
He literally felt as if his muscles were being torn apart over and over again to make room for healthier ones. His broken flesh was growing at speeds visible to the naked eye and the severed ligaments were stretching to bind together once again in an attempt to regain the lost connection.
As if this were not enough, Bai Zemin was itching on a level so great that a million fire ants stinging him at the same time would probably not be able to compare.
Even during the first week of the apocalypse when Bai Zemin fought the First Order Blazing Beetle and his lower body was almost turned to ashes by the creature's fire skill, the pain and the discomfort had not reached the level it had reached now.
