Chuck Hao's Wrath (3)

"After today, the cultivation world will no longer have Jorrin or the Mystic Spirit Sect!" The voice echoed between heaven and earth as a streak of golden lightning instantly pierced through Jorrin's body. Above, Dawson's scalp tingled all over. It was so fast that he hardly had time to react. Jorrin, a Celestial Realm expert, had fallen just like that. Dawson swallowed hard and looked at Chuck Hao below. At that moment, he noticed Chuck Hao slowly raising his head, his eyes glinting with traces...