Lin Xin cast one last glance in the direction of the Upper Yang True Master.
His eyes had already begun to glow faintly crimson, but beneath the purifying white radiance of the Righteous Soul Pearl, they slowly returned to normal.
"You're the only one left."
He slowly descended, hovering level with the Upper Yang True Master.
Yet the Upper Yang True Master showed not the slightest sign of panic. Instead, she looked toward the old man beside her, who had remained motionless all this time.
"Life and death are decreed by fate. I ask Fellow Daoist Jade Immortal to act."
The old man smiled as he narrowed his eyes at Lin Xin.
"You truly are an anomaly unseen in a thousand years. This old man has come to this realm for over a thousand years, yet this is the first time I have seen a life flame so strange."
He looked at Lin Xin as though he were some rare and precious treasure.
"I ask Senior to act," the Upper Yang True Master said respectfully once more, her tall body lowered.
The old man stroked his long beard.
"Very well. Once I act this time, the karmic debt of the favor this old man owes will be settled."
"Of course."
Lin Xin narrowed his eyes and looked at the man. The old man seemed utterly devoid of a cultivator's aura—no spiritual energy, no demonic energy, no Demon Qi. He looked like nothing more than an ordinary mortal elder, standing there without a single remarkable feature.
"Who are you?"
he asked in a low voice.
The old man smiled.
"This old man is Jade Immortal True Person of Yuan Jun Cave on Wu Ling Mountain. Do not blame me. If you must blame someone, blame yourself for provoking those you should