Lin Huang was pushed out of the Land of Creation, his face expressionless. The joy of reaching the Divine Body's great perfection and comprehending the Dao in the Mortal World could not quell the killing intent and fury in his heart.
Great Zen Saint's attack had left Lin Huang shaken. He had nearly been thrown off his Dao Path, reduced to one of Great Zen Saint's followers and forced to strive for the realization of Great Zen Saint's Dao. He might not have become a puppet, but from then on, he would have lost his own Dao Path.
This hatred could only end with one of them dead.
Though he didn't know how Great Zen Saint had sensed him or how he had attacked, Lin Huang understood that he had now truly stepped among the Sages of the Myriad Worlds. He was qualified to play their game, competing for the Great Dao and fighting for that sliver of a chance to become a god.
"Interesting. I'd only just planted a piece at Yuan Zhan's place, and Great Zen Saint has already eagerly stepped in. Interesting. Very interesting."
Lin Huang calmed down and sank into thought.
"Great Sage."
Xue Linglong's voice suddenly roused Lin Huang from his thoughts.
"What is it?" Lin Huang asked coolly, sounding displeased.
"Great Sage, these past few days we've discovered that a group of people who refuse to give up have joined forces. They may be planning to move against you," Xue Linglong said.
Lin Huang raised an eyebrow. He felt no premonition, which clearly meant this posed no threat to him. He had no interest in digging into it, so he nodded. "Understood."
Then Lin Huang suddenly sneered. "Seems that because I haven't killed anyone, people think I'm kind."
His icy words made Xue Linglong's