"Which Sect do you belong to? Hand over your Space Ring, and I'll spare your lives."
The Changqing Immortal's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Lin Mu and his companions.
"Brother, this place is so strange. I can't sense any Spiritual Energy," Morphy said.
"Me neither," Shi Potian added, both of them paying no attention to the Changqing Immortal.
Lin Mu's gaze turned to the Divine Temple. With a light smile, he said, "As I sensed, my fated opportunity is here."
With those words, Lin Mu stepped toward the Divine Temple.
"Youngster, answer me, or die!" the Changqing Immortal repeated his trick, reaching out to grab Lin Mu.
Lin Mu didn't move, his brows furrowing in displeasure as he looked at the Immortal. This man is blocking my entry into the Divine Temple.
"Hmm?" The Changqing Immortal's eyes showed a hint of surprise. "A complete and flawless aura... You're at the peak of Qi Cultivation. Interesting. Try to withstand this."
