After Baili Zilin announced that he would continue waiting here for Chu Feng, the barrier covering the arena once again manifested.
Shortly after, a teleportation gate appeared at the center of the arena.
That barrier was no ordinary thing.
Baili Zilin grabbed Wang Qiang by the hair and dragged him through the barrier gate.
The crowd believed that Baili Zilin and Wang Qiang were still on the arena.
In reality, he had already taken Wang Qiang through the teleportation array within the barrier and into a mobile palace.
This mobile palace was hidden deep beneath this very location — it hadn't always been here, but had only been relocated recently.
The mobile palace wasn't particularly large, but it was a treasure from ancient times, containing a powerful formation array.
Even the barrier that had covered the arena and blocked everyone's sight was emanated by this mobile palace.
But that was far from all the mobile palace had to offer.
Once Baili Zilin entered the mobile palace, he hurled Wang Qiang against the wall like a sandbag.
The wall was incredibly hard, and Wang Qiang's internal organs were shattered from the impact.
When he hit the ground, mouthfuls of blood surged ceaselessly from his mouth.
"I say, Stutterer, your mouth really is something."
"What was it you said earlier? Who did you claim to be to me?"
Baili Zilin walked up to Wang Qiang, crouched down, and at some point a dagger appeared in his hand, its cold gleam falling across Wang Qiang's face.
A clear omen that Wang Qiang was in for a ordeal.
But Wang Qiang was unafraid: "I'm your fa—"
Pfft— Before he could finish, Baili Zilin's dagger, accompanied by a spray of blood, pierced straight through Wang Qiang's mouth.
That stab didn't just pierce flesh — it pierced his soul. So even though Wang Qiang's face was twisted with fury, all he could manage were muffled, incoherent sounds.
But this single blow wasn't enough to satisfy Baili Zilin's anger. He pulled the dagger out and stabbed again.
Pfft pfft pfft— In just a few moments, Wang Qiang's face had been reduced to a mangled, bloody mess.
"Just now, you wanted to rip my head off, didn't you?"
After saying this, Baili Zilin set down the dagger, grabbed Wang Qiang's head with one hand and his shoulder with the other.
Then he physically tore Wang Qiang's head right off his shoulders.
But Wang Qiang didn't die.
It wasn't that Baili Zilin lacked the ability to kill Wang Qiang.
He simply had no intention of killing him — he only wanted to torture him.
Out there before, he'd had to maintain an air of civility.
But now, he finally had the chance to reveal his darker side.
Even so, this was far from enough to ease the hatred he harbored toward Wang Qiang.
"You've got quite the stubborn mouth for a stutterer."
"Let's see if you can really stay completely silent."
Baili Zilin continued torturing Wang Qiang, but throughout it all, Wang Qiang truly hadn't let out a single scream.
Only those eyes — they remained fixed on Baili Zilin with fierce, unwavering hatred.
"Still looking, are you?"
The more Baili Zilin thought about it, the angrier he became, and he was about to gouge out Wang Qiang's eyes.
"That's enough."
But just then, a voice rang out, and a wave of oppressive pressure shielded Wang Qiang.
It was Jimo Qianzhou.
He had arrived here some time ago.
He knew Baili Zilin had anger to vent, so he hadn't intervened. But if it continued any further, he was worried Wang Qiang would actually die.
"If I'm not mistaken, he is very likely the legendary Divine Body ranked tenth on the Bestowed Divine Body rankings — the Four Evils Divine Body."
"No wonder the Divine Body Palace has invested so much in cultivating him."
Jimo Qianzhou said.
"Don't worry, I have no intention of killing him."
"He's still of great use to me."
"But his mouth is filthy. If I don't teach him a lesson, I won't be able to ease the anger in my heart."
As Baili Zilin spoke, he sat down in a chair within the hall. He didn't bother wiping the blood from his hands, but simply reached for the fruit on the table and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Is it really the Four Evils Divine Body?" Baili Zilin asked again.
"It's hard to say for certain, but it bears a strong resemblance. I'd wager that's what it is," Jimo Qianzhou replied.
"It doesn't matter."
"He does have some ability, so I'm definitely taking his bloodline."
"I thought he was just some useless waste who'd waste my time. I didn't expect such a pleasant surprise."
"Here's hoping that Chu Feng is just as loyal. If so, this truly will be a double blessing."
Baili Zilin let out a cold, sinister laugh.
From the very beginning, he had never intended to let Wang Qiang go.
He hadn't even intended to let Chu Feng go.