The air instantly fell silent. Elder Jin stared blankly at the body of his sect disciple, unable to speak for a long time, the long sword still deeply embedded in the disciple's body, a death so tragic, enough to shock him.
After a long while, he finally swallowed hard, his lips trembling slightly as he said, "You, you really dare to kill the members of my Golden Stone Sect?"
"Heh, I've already killed one. Killing two more of you now, what difference does it make?"
Qin Hao spoke as he slowly walked up to Elder Jin, then grabbed him by the collar, coldly saying, "Where's the antidote? You have one last chance."
Elder Jin, moved by Qin Hao, trembled all over from the pain, quickly gasping and saying, "The antidote, I don't have it with me!"
Hearing this, Qin Hao immediately became furious. He reached out and sharply jabbed Elder Jin's wound.
A sharp, pitiful scream instantly echoed through the eerie elm forest.
