Jiang Mingda's old silhouette formed above his mindscape, like a holographic projection, appearing by the stream, looking at everything around him.
Of course, because it was an image formed by the mind, strictly speaking, it was a hallucination in Minxin's consciousness, so only he could see it. To outsiders, at this moment, he seemed to be looking at the air.
"What's the result?" Jiang Mingda asked nervously.
"Elder, we've caught the Water Ghost!" Minxin, abandoning his previous caution, spoke nonchalantly.
Jiang Mingda's pupils contracted, he asked, "Did a God Monarch take action? What's the cultivation level of the Water Ghost deputy hall master?"
Upon hearing this, Minxin's calm expression collapsed and he said angrily, "Just past the sacrificial wine late stage, still only three to five years after the breakthrough!"
