940 Mercy 3 (1/2)
Donari's features were a mix of unbridled anger, shame and complete disbelief.
They had long since guess that Dyon was likely a body cultivator first and foremost, or else he wouldn't have been powerful enough to deal with an inner disciple so easily. However, the problem with body refiners was that the difficulty in understanding their power level was far more difficult than it was for the soul and energy.
Unless you were highly learned and also had senses capable of being ranked amongst the top members of your cultivation level, you wouldn't have a chance of seeing through a body cultivator until you fought them personally.
Even worse for all of them, even if they were such a person, they still wouldn't be able to see through Dyon because of his mask!
How could Donari know that he was attacking a celestial body, albeit suppressed? How could he know that Nikolaos' suppression worked on Dyon, but it was hardly a drop in the bucket compared to the rest of the suppression he was facing? How could he know just how serious Dyon was when he said there was no one more worthy of being a core disciple than him?
The core disciples felt their scalps go numb. Although there were some of them more powerful than Donari, if they were asked to defeat Donari, would they be able to do so, so easily? They didn't know…
They couldn't help but look toward Violet and Nikolaos, as things were going, maybe only they could defeat Dyon completely.
However, when they looked at Violet, they noticed that her once deadpan expression had turned into a smile while Nikolaos was still in a daze.
Dyon didn't bother with Donari anymore, instead walking over to the inner sect disciple who lay shivering in the distance.
”You have one of two choices,” Dyon spoke slowly and meaningfully. ”The first is that I remove two of your limbs in accordance with the 20 minutes you made me wait. The second is for you to be strapped to the pole until the true date of our departure. Which is it going to be?”
”I – I… You can't do this! It's against the rules! I at most only lied to you a little bit, how does that warrant such punishment! You speak of bullying, are you not bullying me now?!”
”I wonder…” Dyon began. ”When you were scheming against me, would you have done so if you knew exactly how powerful I was?”
”I…” The inner sect disciple had no response. He truly wouldn't have dared to do anything if he knew Dyon was so powerful.
Feeling his world breaking down, the inner sect disciple could only drop to his knees, slamming his head against the cracked ground. ”Please! I'm sorry. I was forced to do this, or else how would I as a mere inner disciple dare to act against a core disciple?”