In front of the Ghost-faced man, the old man didn't even have the thought of resisting.
Perhaps, in the old man's opinion, in front of this Ghost-faced man, any resistance would be in vain. Kneeling and pleading for mercy might be the only way to survive...
The Ghost-faced man made a move, extending his right hand slightly.
At this very moment, a terrifying Origin Force unfolded over the Ghost-faced man's right hand, and then condensed together.
Buzz!
A blade light made of condensed Origin Force, carrying a mysterious and terrifying aura, quivered slightly, crossing the old man's neck before he had time to react.
The old man, who was trembling just a moment ago, was instantly bisected. Blood colored the ground like a small creek...
"Is a half-step Void Realm powerhouse killed just like that?"
A feel of unreal rose in Wyatt Barnes's heart until the Ghost-faced man moved and vanished before his eyes, and then he came back to his senses,
