Lord Of Martial Arts

The ghost claw began to pull Darren's soul and tore it into various distorted shapes.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Darren's shrill echoed in the sky. His body started convulsing from the pain.

"Will you hand in the crystals or not?" The elder in the black robe took the opportunity to shout at Darren when he saw that Darren could not hold on any longer.

"No, I won't!"

Darren squeezed the answer through his clenched teeth.

The ghost claw dragged Darren's soul even more fiercely, and gradually, cracks began to appear.

Darren dropped on his knees and panted for breath. The pain he suffered had already exceeded his limit. Unfortunately, under the soul attack, as long as his soul did not dissipate, he had no chance but to endure the pain. In a way, it would be better if the soul was completely broken because that would faint Darren and save him from the torture.

Darren's scream had silenced already, but his body was still trembling. It had already been an hour! How much longer were they going to torment Darren? He gritted his teeth.

"Ha-ha! He's the toughest guy I've ever seen. It's a miracle!" Jordan cried and laughed out loud only to withdraw his soul attack. His gaze fixed at Darren's lifeless figure.

"Cure him for me." Jordan darted his cold gaze at the elder.

"What? Why do you want to heal him? He shouldn't have defied against you by concealing his crystals. He should be sentenced to death, sir." The elder tilted his head to throw a glance at Jordan.

"What? Do you want to teach me what I should do?" Jordan threw a hard glance at the elder. The other drenched in a cold sweat after feeling a terrifying stare on him.

"Not at all! I don't have the guts to challenge your decision. I will do as you ordered right away." The elder in the black robe nodded and ordered his subordinate rule cultivators to release the treatment skill on Dar

cy like a dog. Ha-ha!" Jordan flaunted even more viciously. The crowd once again roared with laughter.

The face of the Heaven Lake Sect leader was ghastly pale. He didn't dare to look at the Crimson Sea Sect leader shivering on the ground.

"Master, do you want to have a try?" Jordan's mouth lifted, and he turned to look at the master of the Heaven Lake Sect.

"No, I will skip it." The Heaven Lake Sect leader's lips went dry, and he desperately licked it. He was too terrified to say anything that might offend Jordan. He knew that even the proud Crimson Sea Sect master could not handle the pain. As predicted, Crimson Sea Sect's master begged for mercy. He had never been through many hardships in the past. So upon realizing that he definitely couldn't resist it, he thought it was better just to bow low and admit his inferiority.

"Ha-ha-ha, it's really interesting today. If I didn't think you might be useful, I would have tortured you to death." Jordan spat at the Crimson Sea Sect leader and withdrew his soul attack.

The Crimson Sea Sect leader's tensed up limbs relaxed when the pressure from his body retracted. He felt that he had just been dragged back from the thresholds of death. He curled up on the ground like a dog.