Chapter 683 The Punishment (2/2)

Grabbing this opportune moment, Jordan revealed all his runes and assailed the old man.

As Hobson's body exploded in the blast, the old man had no time nor spare energy left to deal with Jordan's attack. Hastily, he fumbled to heal Hobson without heeding the approaching danger. Jordan's blow fell upon the old man and the force of it flung him against the stone wall. It was a very damaging blow that a big chasm appeared in the wall.

For the first time since this whole ordeal had started, the old man had failed to escape the blow. It was plain that the reason for this failure was that Hobson was too weak and frail that th

t!” Harrison cursed, looking furiously at Arlo's receding figure. 'Even Arlo has fled away, then what is keeping me here?' Making up his mind, Harrison quickly followed wherever Arlo was headed. Dexter also followed them.

Darren and Hobson were about to chase after them when the old man stopped them.

They turned to him and found drops of sweat coursing down his face.

”Stop chasing them! I am so very exhausted. Let's get some rest until my Spirit Power is replenished,” the old man suggested, panting heavily. Needless to say, as he had been using two kinds of true rules from the start of the battle, he had now consumed too much of his energy. His Spirit Power also seemed to have now become fragile and unclear.

”Are you all right, sir?” Darren squatted down and helped the old man up by the arm.

”I have activated my Life True Rule for more than a thousand times today. It's hard for me to hold on anymore. I need to recuperate,” the old man explained.

It was widely known that one needed to consume a significant amount of Spirit Power to resurrect a life, not to mention reviving a life so many times in such a short period of time.

”I understand. We'll go after them after you've completely recovered,” Darren answered and nodded his head.

Apart from his concern over the old man's health, Darren knew that his enemy had no power to escape the Mythological Palace. With that in mind, catching up to them would be just a matter of time.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes were full of fear.

”Oh, No. It's coming,” the old man murmured.

”What's wrong, sir? Are they coming back?” Darren inquired, looking puzzled. Hobson looked up at the space passage warily, but he didn't see anything out of place.

”No, it's not them. It's the punishment.” The old man's face went as pale as death as he wailed.

Before they could understand what was going on, a stone door appeared in the air above the old man.

With a creaking sound, the door slowly opened. Nothing could be seen except for the complete darkness that came from within.

Gradually, a streak of faint red lightning lit up and streamed towards them. The space seemed to have no restriction over the red lightning. It grew both brighter and stronger, until it fell on the old man's body.