Chapter 1381: The Dao Cultivator of the Dao Martial Saint Land

As the Heavenly Harm Guardian cast a gentle True Energy pat that landed on Hou Lin's chest, Hou Lin's body trembled. The moment he woke up, the night soil in his mouth spouted out maniacally.

"Barf!"

Right away, the group of young people below the high platform quickly retreated. There were thinly veiled hints of disgust in their eyes.

This was a man who had just come out of a manure pit after all.

"Duan Ling Tian!" After Hou Lin had returned to his senses, he finally understood what had transpired to him. Instantly, the gaze that looked at the purple figure on the high platform was once again filled with venom.

His body was now quivering violently in humiliation, rage, and hatred.