The Unpredictable Astrologer

"What exactly happened to Spirit Snake?" Cao Chenghua had been keeping a close eye on the system timer. "Wasn't he two levels higher than that female priest?"

Spirit Snake's immobilization duration had clearly passed 3.5 seconds, yet he was still under control, while Zi Yan Liu Yun had long since broken free.

This entire series of events completely shattered Cao Chenghua's understanding of God's Domain.

Not to mention Cao Chenghua—even Zhao Yueru, who had thought she had lost, stared wide-eyed and did not recover for a long while.

Bai Qingxue, watching the battle in the arena, also had a puzzled look in her eyes.

This was far too unreasonable.

Only Shi Feng knew that Spirit Snake had fallen into a trap.

Compared to level suppression, rank suppression was even more severe. It was like two people throwing the same punch—one thrown by a baby and the other by an adult. Their power was simply not on the same level.

Because Zi Yan Liu Yun was a Tier 1 class, even with a ten-level gap, the effects of control skills used on Tier 0 classes could reach over 100%. Conversely, even if a Tier 0 class were ten levels higher, control skills used against a Tier 1 class would be weakened by over 30%.

The gap between ranks was just that cruel.

That was why high-rank players were so valuable and possessed such overwhelming strength.

Before the people in the stands could carefully figure out what had happened, Spirit Snake in the arena was sealed within a pitch-black, deathly barrier, as if he had been locked inside a massive coffin.

Apart from Shi Feng, everyone else in the arena marveled at this move.

No one knew how powerful this Black Coffin was or what made it special. However, everyone present was