In the darkness, two figures gradually emerged.
Of these two figures, one has white hair, is glowing with white light, and has a weak figure. He is obviously not a real person, but rather like a remnant soul?
The second figure is sitting cross-legged on a fishing boat, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat on his head, holding a fishing rod in his hand, sitting leisurely.
If Lin Bai saw them here, he would definitely be surprised. This second figure is the fisherman from Wuyi Mountain!
"Is this the person you recommended? A yellow-level first-grade martial spirit?" The white-haired old man asked with a slight smile: "You actually gave him the status of a direct disciple?"
The fisherman said: "He is a member of the Devouring Clan!"
Ding!
When the white-haired old man heard the fisherman's answer, his pupils shrank sharply, showing fear!
"What!"
The gray-haired old man exclaimed, unable to leave Lin Bai's eyes, staring at Lin Bai!
"Now that he is here, it seems that we should also prepare. What started because of him should also be destroyed because of him." There was a trace of helplessness in the eyes of the white-haired old man.
"Don't worry, he's not strong enough yet!" The fisherman shook his head and said.
Chapter completed!