Other than being dismembered, there is absolutely no second outcome.
Mo Lin's ghosts were clearly trained, or they've experienced a lot of battles.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have such a strong evil qi.
The gap became instantly apparent at this moment.
Liao Ting's four Contract Ghosts were so scared they didn't even dare to appear.
Only by experiencing it firsthand can one clearly feel the oppressive force of Mo Lin's four ghosts.
It's as if they wanted to grind him to dust!
"Don't make a move, I surrender!" Liao Ting proactively admitted defeat.
He was afraid that if Mo Lin made a move, he might kill him.
Mo Lin might not have the intention of killing him, but Mo Lin's four ghosts clearly were not kind spirits.
They looked like they wanted to swallow him alive.
"You're formidable, I give up." Liao Ting raised both hands, signaling his surrender.
The more arrogant he was earlier, the more his face was slapped now.
Mo Lin's four ghosts hovered around him at this moment.
