Chapter 429: Battling From Afar

The brushstrokes were heavy, reflecting the caligrapher's exceptional penmanship. Lin Jin dabbled a little in the art of calligraphy too and he too, had pretty handwriting. To him, observing one's handwriting was akin to observing the writer himself.

One look at the letter and Lin Jin was able to picture the old Taoist loftily writing the two lines with this brush he had prepared in advance.

He had an overbearing demeanor.

A proud man, he was.

Lin Jin could sense it in his words.

Lin Jin also knew that he was the old Taoist's target.

Reaching out to pick up the white fur brush, Lin Jin immediately felt a wave of energy seeping out from the brush, just like a pebble being thrown into a calm lake.

He could feel the ripples.

It flowed out instantly, enveloping Qi Long Town in the process.

"Oh no!"

Lin Jin did not expect that the Taoist would booby trap the brush with some sort of mysterious spell.