After harnessing the Ghost Bride's power to blast Dao Hui away, Lin Jing's expression remained unchanged.
Although the Divine Control technique demanded great expenditure, his twenty thousand years of life were as vast as the ocean, overwhelmingly abundant.
"Elder Immortal, rest assured, I promised Master Wumo that during this inheritance trial, I would not harm the Buddhist prodigies. This strike was merely to show this friend whether I could wield the power of the Ghost God," Lin Jing said, clasping his hands in salute towards the Immortal Monk.
After speaking, he looked at the remaining Buddhist prodigies.
"Therefore, this Golden Light Gu, no one should be competing with me for it now, right?"
"No more, no more," the Immortal Monk chuckled bitterly, looking at Monk Dao Hui who had only fainted.
He silently pondered what kind of monster this Demon Court Saint Child was.
