Qian Daoliu's gaze settled on the Sea Soul Masters kneeling on the ground. His eyes were calm and still, yet they felt as though they had plunged into a ten-thousand-year-old icy pool, the blood in their bodies threatening to freeze.
The middle-aged Sea Soul Master kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. Dull thuds rang out as his forehead struck the ground, and soon blood seeped out, staining the bluestone slabs before him red. Yet Qian Daoliu remained indifferent, unmoved from beginning to end.
"For violating the auction's inviolable rules and openly provoking Spirit Hall, you should atone with your lives."
Qian Daoliu's voice was not loud, but it rolled through Vast Sea Pavilion like thunder, every word landing on their hearts with crushing weight. "But Heaven cherishes life. Today, I shall spare you this once."
Before his words had faded, he raised his right hand. A strand of gentle holy light, carrying the stern power of laws, curled around his fingertip. With a light tap, several invisible threads of energy shot into the Sea Soul Masters' bodies like sharp blades.
Agonizing pain tore through their lower abdomens. The soul power they had painstakingly cultivated throughout their lives surged away like floodwaters bursting through a dam. Their meridians burned, and even their spiritual connections to their martial souls were severed completely, leaving them unable to summon them ever again. They were utterly horrified-their entire cultivation had been crippled. From now on, they would be ordinary people without even the strength to truss a chicken.
"Get out."
Qian Daoliu uttered those two words, and the chill in his tone made them tremble violently. They dared not linger another instant.
"Thank you for sparing our lives, Great Enshrined! Thank you for sparing our lives, Great Enshrined!"
As though granted a grand pardon, the