Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

Ten bamboo slivers had been perfectly driven into Wang Hang's ten fingers.

Lin Dayuan could hardly stand steady. He dared not imagine what would have happened if he hadn't defected in time and had continued down that dark path to the very end.

Would he too be suffering everything Wang Hang was suffering right now?

Wang Hang wept like rain on pear blossoms, tears, blood, and saliva making the floor absolutely filthy.

Wei Xing's brows furrowed slightly as she murmured:

"This doesn't seem like a qualified intelligence agent."

The various Directors present thought the same.

They all found it strange. Based on their recent understanding of the Immortal God Sect, this was highly abnormal.

Wang Hang suddenly went silent. A glance confirmed he had passed out from the pain.