Rahu tilted his head. His smile widened as he saw Selvic flail.
He slowly walked towards him, bending down. He lifted Selvic's head by grabbing his hair.
"What happened, Selvic? Weren't I a mere ant, participating amongst the great Spirit Realm cultivators? Then why are you, a peak Spirit Realm cultivator, on the ground? Tell me, I'm curious."
Selvic hurriedly shook his head, as if saying he didn't mean that. Not that would've changed anything even if he did.
"Why aren't you talking? Shall I make you?" Rahu grinned, holding both his hands behind his back, and he pressed a leg on his back.
Selvic's eyes widened in sheer terror, and he desperately shook his head.
"I see, you're still not talking. Well, that's bad manners, you know?" Saying he slowly started to pull his right hand.
Crunch!
A sickening crunch echoed throughout the arena; the disciples gasped,
