Crack! Crack!
The rocks on Quillan's body began to shatter before they disintegrated into dust.
Meanwhile, Quillan had slumped onto the ground with a grim expression on his face. It seemed as if he had sustained serious injuries from the blow.
Using all his might, the man stood up and looked at Jacob with panic in his eyes.
"What other abilities do you have?" Jacob asked coldly, fixing his gaze on Quillan.
"I…"
Quillan opened his mouth to speak but realized that there was indeed nothing he could do when his opponent was Jacob.
He could not understand why Jacob was so powerful when he wasn't even a Top Level Martial Arts Grandmaster yet.
Moreover, it seemed as if there was an endless amount of energy streaming inside him.
"Since that's all you have, I shall send you to hell now…" Jacob said while raising his palm to deliver a finishing blow at Quillan.
"Hold on!" Just then, Nevin rushed forward and stopped Jacob.
