"Looking at your condition, you have half a year at most before the Bone-Eating Worms burrow into your marrow. When that happens, your life will come to an end. You will die a miserable death, suffering unimaginable torture."
"First, your bones. Then, your organs. In the end, you'll be nothing but a sack of skin. The entire process will last for a full month."
"During that month, you won't be able to move or circulate your True Essence. And because of the Soul-Scattering Flower, your consciousness will remain exceptionally clear. The pain will be a thousand, even ten thousand times worse than what you feel now!"
The Old Tomb Digger's face turned pale, a look of panic on his face.
In truth, he had long been prepared for death. The fact that he could endure the torment of three corpse poisons for a thousand years was a testament to his resolute will.
He didn't fear death, but even he couldn't accept the end Mo Qi had described.
As for suicide?
