But it didn't get the chance.
"Rest in peace."
A violet-blue light flashed in his eyes. Su Zhou raised his Long Spear and thrust it forward, piercing straight through 'Li Zhi's' skull.
It was clear that the middle-aged man's body was already undergoing various mutations. Deformed strips of flesh and arthropod-like limbs had burst through his clothes, scraping against the floor. His slightly chubby frame had begun to transform, on its way to becoming the most hideous Monster imaginable, born from the host's own mind.
A Monster like this didn't die even with a spear through its head. It was still struggling, squirming, using its hardening, deformed flesh to saw at the ropes, desperate to break free.
"And you... you can die a miserable death!"
Spiritual Light flared in his palm. Without a shred of hesitation, Su Zhou let go of his spear and grabbed the immobilized Monster's head, pinning it firmly in place.
