"Master Lin, spare my life, please spare my life!!"
At this moment, the Yin-Yang Master from Yinghua Country didn't hesitate and 'thump' fell to his knees on the ground.
Seeing this, Yun Ling standing beside was struck dumb.
Yun Ling had loved animation and comics from Yinghua Country since she was very young, and she liked all types—Healing Type, Hot-blooded Type, Ninja Type, Pirate Type, Daily Type, Yin-Yang Master Supernatural Type...
In her view, the Omnyoji from Yinghua Country were invincible. In the animation, even if they were beaten by demons, they would never submit, never kneel, and beg for mercy.
Instead, they would continue to get up and fight until the very end, covered in wounds but would triumph over their adversaries with their indomitable spirit.
But the scene before her was hard to accept.
It was nothing like in the animations!
"Yin-Yang Master little brother, you're supposed to be the sacred Onmyoji of Yinghua Country, why are you afraid of him?"