Despair filled the old man's eyes as he looked at Wang Lin and mournfully said, "Sealed Realm's supreme, please spare my life!!"
However, Wang Lin was still in shock and had simply no control over this matter, much less over the heaven defying bead.
Seeing that Wang Lin made no attempt to stop the heaven defying bead, the old man let out a miserable smile. He watched as the crescent moon mark was pulled from his forehead by the big hand before it slowly returned back into the vortex.
Large amounts of blood sprayed out from the old man's forehead and he became dispirited. His eyes were bleak and his body flew back as if he had been hit by a powerful impact.
Fear filled black-robed youth's eyes as he looked at Wang Lin. The coldness in his eyes collapsed and was replaced with terror. He dodged Wang Lin's gaze and didn't dare to make eye contact.