Lingzhi is a parasitic herb, and the Wushan Goddess could silently replace people's recognition, almost taking his family, Great Yin, in exchange.
If it wasn't for the unique undertone beneath Yin Weiyin's clear exterior, the Goddess might have deceived everyone, unnoticed.
Fortunately, she replaced Great Yin; if it were Yin Tingxue, Min Ning, Zhou Yitang, Qin Qingluo, Zhu E and others, distinguishing them from the Six-Eared Macaque and the Great Sage would be impossible...
Chen Yi, with lingering fear, stared at the Goddess with escalating anger.
The Wushan Goddess stood high in the sky, her figure resplendent, a thousand-foot rainbow converged as ribbons entangled her, overlooking all beings below.
A magnificent Dunhuang Flying Immortal.
In contrast, Chen Yi seemed unremarkable, his actions indeterminate.
At the moment the Wushan Goddess lowered her gaze, he stepped onto the green rock beneath.
