Dead?

"Pssh—"

A sharp tearing sound ripped through the tense air above the arena as a dark-gold slash, carrying incomparable force, cleaved through Tomie's body with thunderous momentum.

In an instant, Tomie's body seemed to have been split apart by an invisible giant axe, severed into two.

A massive amount of blood erupted from her body like a surging fountain. The crimson liquid drew horrifying arcs through the air before splattering across the hard arena floor, swiftly pooling into a lake of blood as a thick stench of blood spread through the air.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterward, the corpse split in two crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of choking dust.

Dead? Had this Witch Cult member really died so easily?

The thought was like a stone dropped into everyone's hearts, stirring up thousand layer waves. Not to mention the battle-hardened and meticulous Bright Jade Sect Captain—even the ordinary Audience below the stage would hardly believe it so easily.

After all, the Witch Cult had displayed such strange and powerful abilities throughout this tournament that no one dared underestimate them. How could they possibly send out a member who could be defeated so easily?

As the referee, Zheng Zhan immediately released his immense Spiritual Power without reservation. Like a vast net, it spread out and enveloped the entire arena.

Even he refused to believe that those erratic and ruthless people from the Witch Cult would send out someone purely to die.

Yes, to die. Looking back on the entire battle, Tomie's performance in the face of Cain's series of fierce, lethal attacks had been far too abnormal. She had not displayed even a trace of the strength or adaptability expected of a Spirit Emperor.

Forget taking the initiative to attack—she had not even made the most basic defensive or