Chapitre 1697: Moderation

Despair filled the faces of the dao experts. Their leader wanted to retreat, but the Faith of the Sapientia was on the line. 

The truth of the matter was that Dyon's [Torment] was powerful, but not powerful enough to kill or mortally injure a dao expert. Though it could slaughter a peak celestial with ease and threaten a pseudo-dao expert, the leap to the next realm was too large. 

What Dyon was doing here wasn't attempting to kill them… He was humiliating them. 

Their attempts to recover were continuously thwarted, they couldn't gather up their power because Dyon's Presence was too fierce, and even when they managed to pull in an inkling on strength, [Devour] or [Cleanse] would instantly disperse it. 

Soon, even those watching understood what Dyon's purpose was as they ran from the city. Even if he could kill them, he was choosing not to. He wanted this very day to be etched into the minds of all of those present.