บท 784: Two Sticks of Incense

Holding the middle-aged man's origin soul, Wang Lin coldly looked at the two people escaping in two different directions. He didn't personally pursue, but a shadow appeared from behind him. Ta Shan rushed out and chased after them.

There was no difficulty in killing two frightened Illusory Yin cultivators with Ta Shan's Corporeal Yang celestial guard body.

"Senior, please have mercy; Junior's cultivation was not easily obtained. Senior, have mercy…" The middle-aged man was scared out of his wits. His origin soul was constantly begging for mercy in Wang Lin's hand.

Wang Lin's expression was cold as his left hand pressed down on the middle-aged man's origin soul. Origin energy rushed into his left hand and he began searching the origin soul's memories.

The middle-aged man's origin soul was startled and started to wither. His face was filled with pain and his origin soul was trembling as if it could collapse at any time.