"Turn over a new leaf. I will arrange for someone to send you back to the Witch Village." Jacob stepped forward and pointed to the sky with his right hand. In an instant, Howran Qi surged out and a transparent aura pierced through Cynthia's head.
As Cynthia screamed, the black Qi on her body rose up. The strong witchcraft within her disappeared in an instant. While screaming, her body gradually stooped, and she seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant.
Cynthia wasn't that old to begin with. At best, she was only in her early twenties. However, since she had lost all of her witchcraft and her sorcery had been destroyed, her body aged rapidly at that moment.
"I will find someone to send you back to the Witch Village. In the future, back in your hometown, you should reflect on your mistakes behind closed doors. Think about what was entrusted to you by your master before death," Jacob said coldly.