At that moment, Senior Sister Bingli stood among the crowd, staring at the blood-dripping iron ball in the hands of that Great Demon. She could not help feeling a chill run down her spine.
The raised patterns on the iron ball's surface were unmistakably shaped like Qin Shuai's spine, yet now they were twisted like a dying snake.
"S-Senior Sister, where did that Great World cultivator go...?"
At that moment, her junior sister beside her asked.
Senior Sister Bingli could not help rolling her eyes. Did she really need to ask?
"He was kneaded into that iron ball, obviously..."
Hearing Senior Sister Bingli's words, the junior sister shuddered. Her heart felt like a stone that had fallen into an icy pool, sinking heavily downward.
If she herself were kneaded alive into a metal ball, she felt a chill just thinking about it.
"I used to hear people say that this Great Demon was vicious and tyrannical, but today I've finally seen it for myself..."
It was not only them who thought this way. The spectators beneath the light screen probably shared much the same thoughts.
After all, cultivators from the Cultivation World rarely fought in such close-quarters, head-on battles during spell duels—not like Su Fan.
Perhaps only the legendary Ancient Body Cultivators would employ such a rough-and-ready style of combat.
There had once been a time when the path of body cultivation was regarded as "the way of the uncouth."
Now, body cultivation had long since declined, and little of its legacy remained. Thus, the Body Cultivators in this domain were all fairly mediocre in strength.
It was only after seeing Su Fan today that they realized how powerful the Ancient Body Cultivators of old had been.
Those who reached great mastery in body cultivation could split the heavens with