The destined connection with the Purple Mansion must occur here.
Boom!
The Ghost King's enormous hand pressed down.
An invisible force restricted everyone's movements, rendering them immobile.
Song Lin's expression turned grave as he secretly cursed Zhi Xin for not arriving yet.
Given Zhi Xin's personality, having received such a significant favor from him, he was sure Zhi Xin would come to assist.
"Wait!"
At this moment, a tunneling light flew in from the edge of the sky.
The visitor was none other than Zhi Xin.
Seeing Zhi Xin arrive, Tianjie halted and withdrew his spell.
Chu Yuying furrowed his brows and said, "Mage, Song Lin has committed a capital offense..."
Zhi Xin, though highly respected, no longer held his former position; furthermore, he was a half-disabled man who brought little benefit to the Taoist School.
"If you want to kill, you should first figure out the cause and effect. What if Song Lin acted in self-defense?" Zhi Xin said with a smile.
