A heavy Profound Iron Chain wrapped around his neck, the chain densely inscribed with runes that flicker with an eerie glow, deeply cutting into his flesh.
His hands were shackled above his head, ten fingers twisted and deformed, nails long removed revealing the raw flesh beneath.
His figure was as gaunt as wood, ribs protruding starkly, and under the skin, one could vaguely see the black lines of Spiritual Power coursing, the whole person exuding a nauseating stench of decay, as if a demon crawling out of hell.
For an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator to endure such severe punishment, whether he could survive is unknown.
Despite this person's apparent disarray, his aura remained fierce and violent.
Liou Yuan instinctively wanted to use his Evil Eyes to examine what made this person different from others.
Lao Xiuyuan, seemingly ahead of Liou Yuan's intentions, took a step forward to block him, warning solemnly, "Do not look, this person is a Golden Core."
