"Someone else has come. Judging by this aura, it's a young man who has just stepped into Great Accomplishment of Form Creation Realm."
Old Yao raised his head, looked north, and smiled as he stroked his beard.
"Lin Langtian."
"It's him. I've been waiting for him for a long time. The grudges of the past can all be settled today."
As he watched that figure gradually draw closer, Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly. A bone-piercing chill coiled around him, causing the temperature in the surroundings to drop quite a bit at that moment!
"Lin Langtian!"
Hearing that familiar name, Lin Dong's pupils abruptly shrank to the size of needlepoints, and a dense Sha Qi crept over his still-young face at that moment.
"Enough, Lin Lao San. What's past is past. No need to get angry."
"Besides, your father has already stepped into the Creation Realm. No matter how outstanding Lin Langtian's talent is, that little bastard is definitely dead today."
Little Sable stretched out a foreclaw and patted Lin Dong's ear, comforting him.
What was there to be angry about with a dead man?
Wouldn't that just drag down Lord Sable's style for nothing?
"I'm afraid you missed something. There's a Soul Body hidden inside that young man."
Old Yao stared at Lin Langtian for a while. Tiny Fire Talismans flashed in his eyes, then he shook his head at Little Sable.
"A Soul Body? Let Lord Sable take a look..."
Hearing this, Little Sable was slightly startled. Then a dim light flashed in his purple-black eyes, and before long, surprise appeared on his face. "So it's a Nascent Soul barely clinging to life. Lord Sable thought it was something impressive."
"A Nascent Soul? Isn't that something only experts who have passed more than seven Nirvana Tribulations can gradually transform