Linhe Ghost Grave.
With all the resentment removed from his body, Zhang Ye's body turned extremely white and clean.
His menace was gone and he had already been purified.
"So, how is it? Fellow Daoist, I didn't lie to you, did I? It only hurt for a bit, right?"
Ye Ping looked at Zhang Ye and said seriously.
After hearing that, the latter could not help but look a bit disgruntled.
Zhang Ye was in a complicated mood. Although he had been expiated and got rid of his resentment, he also lost his cultivation level.
"Fellow Daoist, are you still a bit resentful? Do you want me to expiate you again?"
Looking at Zhang Ye's expression, Ye Ping couldn't help but ask that question, with the Golden Light of Expiation ready in his hand.
"Don't, Immortal. I've already gotten an enlightenment, I don't need to be expiated anymore."
"If you really want to expiate something, go straight and you will find many lonely ghosts there."
