Thoughts flickered through Zhang Chen's mind, and he raised his guard: "I just don't know if Zhang Gaqi will harbor any inappropriate thoughts."
If Zhang Gaqi remains well-behaved, it's fine, but if he doesn't, my True God Golden Light happens to perfectly restrain him.
The most crucial point is that my Light of the True God has already made tenth-level evil spirits retreat; although that Celestial Ghost is strong, it definitely doesn't reach the power of the tenth level.
"If he wants to pull any tricks, I'll just give him a little surprise," Zhang Chen muttered to himself.
As for so-called familial affection, he didn't believe in it at all.
"The Zhang Family's talent superpower seems to be related to the Underworld, which is quite interesting."
In the next moment, Zhang Chen transformed into mist and slipped away, returning to the Daoist Temple. From a distance, he saw the entire temple ablaze, with sounds of battle constantly emanating from within.
