What was unexpected was that Huangfu Linger actually supported Ye Mo for a rare moment. Ye Mo was so surprised that he couldn't help but look at the Linghu seat. He saw that the Linghu seat looked calm and looked at Huangfu.

Ling'er whispered something, and Huangfu Ling'er left obediently, leaving Ye Mo stunned for a while.

Back in his room, Ye Mo raced against time to practice and mastered many techniques and magical means.

Not even a quarter of an hour after the start, Ye Mo sensed something, stood up, and came out of the room. Outside the door was a figure in snow-white monk clothes, with a big bald head that was extremely eye-catching.

"Zangji? Why are you back again?"

Ye Mo was very surprised.

Zang Jie had already returned to Nan Mo with the large army of Nan Mo. Unexpectedly, he came back not long after he left.

"Of course I want to help Brother Ye."

Zangji was handsome with bright eyebrows and bright eyes. He was holding a string of eighteen Buddhist beads in his hand. He had a kind face and said with his hands clasped together with a slight smile.

Seeing that Ye Mo didn't believe it, Zang Jie was not angry either. He stretched out his hand in front of Ye Mo, and a dazzling sacred golden light suddenly appeared in his palm. Thunder flashed and danced, sizzling and twisting, like a snake dancing.

"This is……"

Ye Mo felt a familiar breath.

"The Immortal Thunder of Merit and Virtue is the only one among the five immortal thunders in Yuanci Mountain that can rival your Yin-Yang Myriad Immortal Thunder."

Zangji's voice was faint. After hearing this, Ye Mo already vaguely understood why Zangji was here. He only heard Zangji continue: "The immortal thunder of merit needs to be fed with merit in order to grow. Eliminating demons and slaying demons is certainly a merit, but it is far away.
Chapter completed!