The monks of Shi Lin Temple all had solemn expressions as they prepared themselves, ready to take action at any moment.
But, as the golden figure was speaking, it suddenly let out a low cry, looked at Lin Xing closely a few times, then began to shake violently.
In the next moment, accompanied by a burst of surprise, the golden figure darted into the ground like a startled cat, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Watching the golden figure suddenly appear from the dragon vein and just as suddenly disappear, Lin Xing asked with a puzzled face, "What is that thing?"
Kongming Monk, who had been watching the scene from beginning to end, inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "As Tianlian said, Lin Xing can indeed subdue the dragon soul."
Hearing Lin Xing's question, he smiled slightly and explained, "That was the remnant soul of a flood dragon that used to cause trouble in the southeast."
