Chapter 659 They Had No Choice (2/2)

The remaining rule cultivators, including the old man in the black robe, stepped forward.

Runes gleamed on the rule cultivators' bodies. A moment later, several beams of light fell from the sky and danced in the air.

After four hours, the light curtain condensed into an ark that floated above t

he old man in the black robe brightened when he saw the crystal. Then, he ordered his people to take it.

Once in his hand, the old man's fingers ran over the crystal. He smiled.

”It's a Holy Will Crystal of a junior holy warrior!” he blurted out, which shocked the crowd, including the man in the palanquin.

The palanquin door opened, and a short figure stepped out.

He approached the old man in the black robe, who immediately bowed and handed him the crystal.

”This guy is Jordan? He's a dwarf!”

”Fuck! As a small man, he makes a big wave! I'm going to kill him when I get a chance,”

an elder from the Crimson Sea Sect muttered softly.

A pair of eyes fixed on the elder.

The elder was transfixed by the sense of oppression released by the eyes.

The look chilled him to the bone, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Cold sweat burst out across his whole body. The eyes were terrifying as they seemed like demons who wanted to swallow him whole.

Then, the elder lowered his head and dared not to look at the dwarf again.

A cruel twist grew on Jordan's lips as he grinned with satisfaction. At the next moment, the elder's face contorted with pain. In a flash, his body dissolved into light spots and disappeared.

”He can kill a man with his eyes?! ” Darren's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't tell if the dwarf used his Spirit Power or not!

”Sir, what do you think we should do with these bugs?” the elder in the black robe asked respectfully.

Jordan didn't reply. He simply glanced at Darren and his followers as he did with the elder he'd just killed.