Zi Ling's appearance eased the tension, but his words had also struck fear into Lin Lei and the others, keeping them from making a move. Old Man Ling withdrew his spike without a trace, then chatted with Zi Ling as if nothing had happened.
On the arena, Ling Tian was still forcing the Immortal Artifact Infant Armor out. With Po Qiong's help, though Lin Ming was resisting desperately, the armor was slowly being pulled free. In the end, Lin Ming could no longer fight back, and Ling Tian finally snatched the Immortal Artifact Infant Armor away.
In front of everyone, Ling Tian used Po Qiong's help to erase the soul imprint inside the armor. Then he smiled faintly and put it into his Storage Ring. Watching him act as if nothing had happened, Lin Lei and the others were so furious their teeth nearly cracked, yet they feared Old Man Ling and the others too much to make a move. Their expressions were a sight to behold.
After taking the Immortal Artifact Infant Armor, Ling Tian did not stop. His hands flashed through a series of seals, and he focused on sealing Lin Ming. As he worked, he muttered, "Your grandfather dotes on you so much that he was even willing to give you an Immortal Artifact. I wonder if he'll come begging us at Lingxiao Pavilion once he finds out you've become a cripple."
Thinking this, a wicked smile curled Ling Tian's lips. He kicked Lin Ming back, then looked at the remaining people and said, "The rest of you, come at me together. Let's not waste time."
Hearing Ling Tian's arrogant words, the people from Thunderclap Pavilion were furious and humiliated. But they knew there was nothing they could do to him, so they exchanged glances and charged