After Lin Dong had kicked the Sect Master to death, he turned his head toward Zhao Ziming.
Meeting Lin Dong's gaze, Zhao Ziming was so scared, it felt like his soul was about to leave his body.
"You... you're too terrifying! Even the 'Soul Annihilation' from the World's Poison King had no effect on you. Even the Dragon King War God can't resist that poison," Zhao Ziming muttered.
Lin Dong couldn't be bothered to explain any further, so without another word, he reached out with his right hand.
A terrifying surge of Inner Qi flowed from his Dantian to his palm, where it started to spiral.
The fearsome spiral of Inner Qi exerted a force akin to a black hole, and while Zhao Ziming had initially thought of escaping, this pulling force soon rendered him as helpless as a small iron piece drawn to a powerful magnet, unable to break free.
"Ah..."
Zhao Ziming let out a scream, then his body flew toward Lin Dong's palm.
After pulling him over, Lin Dong placed a hand atop his head.