At this moment, upon seeing Lin Shilu rush over, the complexion of the gray-robed cultivator turned extremely ugly.
He had previously been locked in intense battle with the Green-Spotted Poison Python for quite some time, already depleting a large amount of Spiritual Power and Talismanic Weapons. In his attempt to kill Lin Tianming, he had exhausted all his methods, leaving his Spiritual Power nearly spent.
Now, with Lin Shilu arriving, possessing even stronger strength and Magic Artifacts, under such relentless attack, there was no way he could be his opponent.
Thinking of this, the cultivator in the gray robe had already developed the intention to retreat, yet he dared not show it, for fear of betraying his weakness to Lin Shilu.
He feigned composure and, with a calm expression, greeted Lin Shilu with a clasped fist:
"Fellow Daoist, the Seven-Colored Golden Lotus has matured. Why don't we stop here and share the Seven-Colored Golden Lotus equally, what do you say?"
