The expressions of the two good brothers, who had just survived a disaster, immediately changed. They waved their hands on the spot, terrified that they would fail to make their thoughts clear in time and be killed by Fu Xi Talisman in one move.
"No, no, Lord Fu Xi Talisman, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand. We brothers aren't that confident. We'd never even dare to think of opposing you. I believe little brother Lin Yi simply misspoke and failed to express himself accurately. What he meant was that he wanted to test your strength—no, he meant to seek your guidance."
Herben and Maurice were remarkably united at this moment, their words completely in agreement without prior discussion.
That explanation did indeed soften Fu Xi Talisman's expression considerably.
Indeed, Lin Yi had the ability to fight opponents above his level. Having finally encountered such a powerful opponent as himself, it was only natural that he would want to spar.
But was Fu Xi Talisman someone just anyone could challenge? His dreams might not have been grand, but his desire to carry them out was utterly impossible to suppress.
"Kid, is that what you meant?"
"If you want to challenge me, save it for later. I'm not in the mood to keep fighting you right now."
With that, the Fu Xi Talisman attached to the Soul Gathering God's forehead gradually disintegrated and burrowed into the center of his brow. The Divine Power fluctuations it emitted grew weaker and weaker.
Fu Xi Talisman extended his right hand and swiped at the sky. The exit to the secret realm opened successfully.
"No, no, what I mean is, if you don't have any grand ambitions you want to realize, stay by my side and work for me. I can show you an exciting life in the