The pupils of the Ancestor of All Spirits contracted.
"So fast?"
Before he could react.
Lin Jinglong's figure appeared behind him.
He raised his hand and placed it on the old man's shoulder.
"How does my meat taste?"
"you……"
The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Spirits was somewhat taken aback.
Because he realized that he seemed to have underestimated Lin Jinglong!
The next moment.
His arm was ripped off by Lin Jinglong in excruciating pain, and black poisonous liquid spilled all over the ground.
The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Spirits struggled and was forced to retreat several feet.
He looked at Lin Jinglong with suspicion and uncertainty.
"Perfect Saint Rank? That's impossible!"
"No, unless you are truly cultivating immortal techniques, only then could you have reached the Saint Rank Perfection at such a young age!"
So what you're saying is true!
Amidst the shock, the aged face of the Myriad Spirits Ancestor suddenly erupted with wild joy.
"Haha! It came so easily. If I could obtain the real immortal techniques and use the Immortal Sitting on the Mountain Technique to extract the power of others for cultivation, wouldn't my path of cultivation be a smooth one?"
As he spoke, he took out a handful of snow-white pills from his pocket and stuffed them directly into his mouth.
Lin Jinglong watched this scene unfold.
His brows furrowed slightly.
All that could be seen was the old man's severed arm.
It suddenly grew out again, initially resembling an infant's arm, and quickly became very strong.
"Is that a human pill?"
Pure life force.
It is contained within the elixir.
It was clearly made directly from living creatures.
The Old Ancestor of Ten Thousand Spirits' eyes flashed, and he laughed wildly, saying, "You do have good eyesight. Let the Old Ancestor see just how many secrets you have!"
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