"How could there still be another Golden Core Stage guy?" Jin Taiyu's face was pale, terror reflected in his eyes.
"He's just a soul, not truly at the Golden Core Stage!" Moon Reading Fate's pupil suddenly turned blood-red, radiating a crimson glow, and he spoke up.
But even though Zhen Yuanzi was just a soul in form, he still possessed Golden Core Stage cultivation, leaving the three with grave expressions.
"Alright, you deal with them, and leave the rest to me!" Lin Mo grinned, the golden light around him pulled back, instantly forming golden armor on his body, like a Heavenly God descending to earth.
"Today, I will personally cut down the three of you."
Clutching the Xuanyuan Sword, Lin Mo immediately darted toward Bai Cangzhu, the mesmerizing sword light flickering past, as if transcending time, this strike was so fast it was imperceptible, yet slow as if spanning a century, filled with a paradoxical time sword intent.
