Lin Mo's palm swept, taking the Ming King's space ring and that copper corpse into his own space ring. The copper corpse was connected to Ming King's mind, and upon Ming King's death, the blood light in its eyes dimmed, turning dull and vacant.
After a moment of astonishment among the crowd, the gaze fixed on Lin Mo had turned extremely reverent and respectful.
In the universe, the strong are revered; whoever has the greatest strength earns the respect of others.
Subsequently, Lin Mo glanced at the ghost banner floating in the sky and directly stored the ghost banner and the star feather insect into the space ring.
"Brother Lin Tanyu, have you been disguising yourself as a sheep in wolf's clothing all along? Are you at the intermediate Star System Level cultivation?" Xue Chen opened his mouth wide, asking repeatedly.
Lin Mo chuckled, "I am currently at the peak of the Star Sea Level, not some intermediate Star System Level."
