"Fine. For your sake, I'll spare him for now."
The cloaked man snorted. The dagger in his hand vanished, indicating that he would not continue attacking Soul Singer.
Seeing this, Dao Yan released his grip as well and took a step back. He stood there expressionlessly, like a heartless robot.
"My, I really have Brother Dao Yan to thank for that."
Freed from the dagger's threat, Soul Singer elegantly took out a handkerchief and wiped the wound on his neck. Once he finished, the wound had already vanished.
"I told you, you're still useful to me."
Dao Yan said coldly, "Time is limited. The Tournament of Power has already been going on for ten minutes. You'd better hurry."
Soul Singer knew everyone had grown impatient. If he kept stalling, not only would the cloaked man lose it, even Tian Huang was starting to get restless. He had no desire to fight a brainless brute.
He turned to Lu Li. "Prison Demon, you're up."
Lu Li said nothing more and directly released Moro. He was still managing the Tournament of Power on the other end, so he understood better than anyone how urgent time was.
The moment Moro was released, he cried out in panic, "Lord Lu Li, I beg you, kill me! Don't... don't keep torturing me!"
Lu Li coldly kicked Moro and pointed at the planet beneath their feet. "Drain this planet of its life force."
Moro trembled as he steadied himself. He did not dare resist in the slightest and immediately began following Lu Li's orders. Zamasu had tortured him in the subspace for seven years, and his spirit had almost completely broken. His mind had even become somewhat unstable.
When the other Explorers saw what Moro had become, several of them unconsciously moved farther away from Lu