He forced a smile.
"Tantai Pavilion Master, you're joking. Without your true self here, merely boasting with spiritual power to destroy our two sects might not be convincing."
"Is that so?"
The tone of Tantai Bingtang's voice suddenly turned playful. The next moment, a crystalline thread appeared out of thin air on the Great Elder's neck, as fine as hair but exuding a bone-chilling coldness.
"To kill you, why would I need to be present in person?"
"Hiss—"
With a faint sound, the Great Elder's head separated from his body. Strangely, instead of blood spraying from the neck's severed point, it was covered with a thin layer of ice.
His body stiffly fell to the ground, while the head suspended in mid-air, eyes full of unbelievable horror.
"Ah——!"
The head let out a shrill scream, the voice filled with fear.
"Impossible! Just a spiritual power avatar can sever my physical body... you... have you already touched that realm?!"
