Story context
Well, **that** happened. Chapter 52 delivers the single most brutal, visceral, and existentially devastating setpiece so far—and it's not even a fight *Li Huowang* wins by his own hand. Danyangzi finally appears in full, monstrous glory, taking on the seven Flesh Buddhas of Zhengde Temple in a sequence that reads like Hieronymus Bosch directed a snuff film. But right when the dust settles and Li Huowang thinks he's safe, the chapter drops its real payload: nobody else saw Danyangzi. At all. Which means those three screaming mouths, those torn-open chests, that feast of flesh—it was all Li Huowang. He was the one tearing off ears. He was the one drilling into Jiandun's throat. And now he's standing there, mouth split to the ears, feeling *very full*, while his companions stare at him like he's the monster. It's the novel's most brutal subversion of the "power-up" moment: you get the power, but you lose the right to call yourself the victim.