Tomie Kawakami

"You..."

Zheng Zhan's face turned livid as he stared at Cell, completely at a loss for words. The Witch Cult truly lived up to its name as Evil Soul Masters. Every single one of them was a beast!

The first, Mahito, treated human lives like grass. The second, Cell, had a completely inhuman appearance and used such cruel methods to kill!

The audience seating fell utterly silent. The curses that had once risen and fallen in waves also quieted considerably. When fear surged in like a tide and reached a certain level, these spectators no longer dared to casually hurl insults.

Zheng Zhan took a deep breath and tried to calm the turmoil in his heart, making his voice sound as steady and forceful as possible. "The match is over. The Witch Cult wins."

As he announced it, the protective barrier around the competition stage vanished as well.

But at that very moment, an unexpected change occurred. A piercing shriek suddenly rang out, followed by a figure shooting onto the competition stage like black lightning. In what seemed like a flash of black light, the figure arrived before Cell.

A pale, slender clawed hand shot forward, five dark golden nails more than a foot long snapping out as they slashed down at Cell's head.

It was Clearjade Sect's captain! When the first You Chen had died, this captain had seemed calm and composed. Yet for some reason, this person suddenly appeared to have gone mad, disregarding the rules and attacking Cell.

Cell also seemed not to have expected Clearjade Sect's captain to launch a surprise attack. In his haste, he instinctively raised his tail in front of himself.

Swish!

The dark golden nails swept through. After holding out for a brief instant, Cell's tail could no longer withstand that tremendous