Throughout Orchid Terrace, the atmosphere was stifled and oppressive. 

However, almost no one felt sorry for Huan Shaoyou.

On the contrary, when they saw Su Yi trample him, many of the onlookers were secretly gleeful. This felt great!

This descendant of the Demonic Huan Family’s performance over the past few days had been too fierce and too brutal. Everyone he fought ended up with severe injuries.

Quite a few had their foundations in the Grand Dao ruined. They were crippled!

Anyone who’d witnessed Huan Shaoyou’s earlier matches found it difficult to sympathize with him.

Instead, they felt delighted; they thought he had it coming.

Meanwhile, on stage.

When he realized that he couldn’t admit defeat, Huan Shaoyou went all out. A frenzied smile appeared on his bloodied, battered face.

His bloodshot eyes seemed to be saying, “So long as I’m alive, I’ll be sure to get revenge one day!”

In his past life, Su Yi had seen numerous opponents make similar expressions. How could he mistake Huan Shaoyou’s meaning?

He stretched out his hand and picked Huan Shaoyou off the ground, then held him aloft. He said calmly, “In the past, an old-timer of the demonic path, a famed expert of torture, said that nothing in this world is easier than dying, but nothing is crueler...