Chapter 392: A Violent Conclusion!

The old man's eyes narrowed as the grip of death enshrouded him. With his heart stuck in his throat, he wished to scream out in terror. Try as he might, though, it was as if a pair of hands gripped him tight by the throat, and he couldn't so much as muster a whisper.

Without even touching the old man, the Golden Core Cultivator shifted the spiritual qi with the gesture of his hand. The now visible spiritual qi wrapped tightly around the old man's head and with a savage, bone-chilling crunch, the old man's head was crushed like a melon, sending his brains, shards of bone, blood, and bits of hair flying...

The other old man bellowed out in horror, his face now ashen, as he madly rushed forward trying to escape their reach. A split second later, the three figures had already materialized in his path. The mounting fear and gloom that swelled from his heart caused his feet to tremble and grow weak. Unconsciously, he slammed to the ground.

"Sp-spare me!"