"An arm?" Song Shuhang looked Stele Fellow Daoist up and down.
A stab to the heart was a disease—but when it flared up, it felt especially exhilarating, trapping people in a state they couldn't pull themselves out of.
The most famous example was Fairy Six Cultivations's "Blackweight Sect."
This sect was obsessed with stabbing its customers in the heart, and was renowned throughout the world for its exquisite heart-stabbing techniques and artifact-forging prowess. To them, the joy of stabbing someone in the heart was something outsiders could never imagine.
"Stop. I know what you're about to say." Stele Fellow Daoist laughed heartily. "But I really do have arms!"
As he spoke, a great many hands suddenly emerged from behind Stele Fellow Daoist, arranging themselves in the pose of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin.
"Impressive, Stele Fellow Daoist." Song Shuhang sincerely admired him.
Pavilion Master Chu: "..."
"Speaking of which, Stele Fellow Daoist, can you open 'Spatial Imprisonment'?" Song Shuhang asked aloud.
Stele Fellow Daoist smiled faintly. "However you put it, I've been staying in the Trial Grounds of Mount Ga'er for so long that I became part of the Trial Grounds long ago. I know the Spatial Imprisonment of the Trial Grounds like the back of my hand."
"Stele Fellow Daoist, can you undo the 'Spatial Imprisonment' on me?" Song Shuhang asked delightedly.
If he could open his Core World, he would have plenty of cheeky tricks to use.
"I don't have that authority. I'm not the trial officer of Mount Ga'er." Stele Fellow Daoist slowly said, "However, I do have a way to let you vaguely sense the existence of 'Spatial Imprisonment.' Then you and I can enter 'Stele-and-Person Unity' mode and borrow my power to interfere with the Spatial Imprisonment around you for a short time, thereby opening your Core