Wait!
That face-Lu Xiangtian!
The man who had been reduced to ashes before his very eyes now stood before him alive, in another form.
Lin An was so frightened that he staggered back several steps before landing hard on his backside.
"Lu Xiangtian, you... weren't you already dead?" He raised a hand and pointed at Lu Xiangtian, utterly terrified.
But the next moment, his brows knitted tightly, as though something had occurred to him.
He looked at Lu Xiangtian, then at his old father, Lin Zhen, standing silently beside Chen Mu.
Exactly the same!
Lin An would never believe there was no connection between them.
Something was wrong! Something was terribly wrong!
"Don't tell me you turned my father into a monster like this too, neither human nor ghost?"
Lin An knew perfectly well that wild speculation would never give him an answer.
He turned his gaze to Chen Mu, hoping to learn the truth from him.
"Correct. He tried to attack me and seize my pills, so I killed him instead, summoned his soul, and refined him into a puppet," Chen Mu explained.
"C-can something like that really be done?" Lin An's entire understanding of the world was forcibly overturned.
"Isn't the proof right before your eyes? Or do you think everything you see is an illusion?"
"..." Chen Mu's question left Lin An speechless.
"Enough nonsense. Whether your Taixu Holy Land survives or is destroyed depends entirely on whether what you say next satisfies me." Chen Mu went straight to the point.
He saw no reason to waste time.
Lin An picked himself up.
He adjusted his posture.
With both hands braced against the floor, Lin An slowly lowered his head until his forehead touched it. "I, Lin An, the Ninety-Seventh Holy Lord of Taixu Holy Land, am