Lin Mo's aura... had he already advanced to the pseudo core stage?
His five-spirit root aptitude was clearly trash, yet his cultivation had risen so quickly. A wood-type special physique truly was extraordinary!
Behind the stall, Du Zhong sensed the powerful aura Lin Mo naturally exuded and could not help feeling secretly alarmed.
With his cultivation, he would have been utterly unable to gauge Lin Mo's strength if Lin Mo had deliberately concealed his aura.
Lin Mo's actions were clearly meant to make him understand his value. If the Tai Sui Gate could recruit Lin Mo, it would surely reap immense rewards in spirit plant cultivation!
"You guessed correctly, Elder Lin."
Du Zhong cupped his hands, then sighed softly. "I, too, only just received the news. Three elites of the Holy Church unfortunately perished. The Holy Church finds this loss difficult to accept!"
As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Mo's face, seemingly casually.
Lin Mo's expression did not change, revealing nothing unusual.
Both men clearly understood what remained unspoken.
Lin Mo had overseen the establishment of the Cinnabar-and-Verdant Spirit Field, and the three Tai Sui Gate Fiends had died within it. How could Lin Mo know nothing about the matter?
Du Zhong's identity was particularly unusual. Though he might not know the inside story, he had long since guessed that Lin Mo was undoubtedly involved.
For certain reasons, however, he had no desire to tear away the veneer of civility between them!
"This world no longer possesses the conditions necessary for ascension to the Upper Realm."
After a brief silence, Du Zhong spoke again, his tone grave. "As I said last time, outside the Holy Church, even someone at spirit transformation perfection cannot transcend the tribulation and ascend. That was no alarmist talk."
"Around a thousand years ago, the