Ambrose swung out four streams of spirit energy successively, nailing Silver's limbs and securing her tightly to the Witch-Slaying Platform.
Silver's entire body began to tremble. Her eyes alternated between closed and open, and beneath her skin, there seemed to be movement as if something was crawling within her.
The True Life cultivators collectively drew in a sharp breath. They realized she wasn't merely being torn to pieces, but getting her skin ripped off and tendons stripped.
The crowd was starting to feel sorry for her.
"Remus Cosby! I'm begging you!" Selina's heart was in agony as she cried out loudly, "If you cripple your cultivation, in my next life, the life after, and for all eternity, I'll be your servant willingly. I beg you, Glinda can't bear this torment!"
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