The deputy temple master looked at the mocking expression on Lu Qing's face. Even though it had turned into a mass of rotten flesh, it couldn't help but tremble.
The trembling wasn't a struggle; it was fear.
The mass of flesh shivered in the space cage, like a leaf in a storm, ready to be torn apart at any moment.
It was truly terrified, feeling a chill rising from the depths of its heart, piercing through its Divine Soul.
This chill was more intense than when it first faced the ancestors at the Transformation Realm in its clan years ago.
Because when facing the ancestors, it knew they wouldn't kill it, but facing this young man, it couldn't predict what he might do.
It could not understand why this young man in front of it was so powerful.
Clearly, his realm was still at the Initial Stage of Harmony and he had just broken through, yet his Power of the Physical Body was already terrifying to such an extent.
