The voice was not unfamiliar to Fang Lin; it was the black-dressed woman who was suppressed within the True Dragon's avatar speaking.
"Little friend Fang Lin, the old Taoist is also willing to lend you a hand." After the black-dressed woman's voice echoed, the voice of the Cow Riding Old Taoist followed.
Fang Lin's heart tightened; these two had been suppressed within his True Dragon avatar. It seemed they also sensed he was in a perilous situation and chose this moment to negotiate terms with him.
However, Fang Lin did not want these two to assist him, as they undoubtedly posed a greater threat than Zhang Lao'er and Wu Laosan.
Though the two were now just heads, once freed, it would only take a few breaths for them to restore their bodies.
Especially the black-dressed woman, a legitimate Immortal-strength expert. In Fang Lin's current state, if she were set free, she would likely be the first to kill him.
"Shut up!" Fang Lin cursed.
