In such a desolate wilderness, a temple in the mountains, to actually stumble upon Yuan Jing the old freak so casually.
By normal logic, it's impossible.
Thus, there's only one explanation, as everyone's gaze was concentrated on the golden meteor in the sky, their peripheral vision was instead even more intensely focused on Lin Xin, standing within the temple.
"It's this person who lured the old monster, Yuan Jing, here!"
Mr. Qing only felt as if all his previous calculations had gone to waste at once.
With his cultivation, he should have been able to turn misfortune into fortune, survive from dire situations. But at this moment, facing a completely miscalculated situation, even with the mindset honed through countless calamities faced and survived, his heart turned cold, chilling to the core.
Under the envelopment of Yuan Jing, unless the old freak Yuan Jing himself is willing, no one can easily escape.
Life and death are at the mercy of others' thoughts.
