Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

So, a few people looked at each other and whispered a few words. Finally, an old man stood up and bowed to Mo Chen above, then he said: “Holy Son, dare I be so bold as to ask Holy Son to teach me some tricks.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Chen looked at the old man with a gentle smile on his lips and said slowly: “Yes, you can come forward.”

Everyone’s hearts lifted when they heard this, and they looked at the old man. The old man was the Great Elder of their Temple, moreover, he was a man with great strength who had reached the Celestial level. If he were to make a move, would the Holy Son in white clothes above…

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Just as they were thinking about this, they saw the Great Elder standing there motionless. His face was flushed and sweat was dripping from his forehead, as if he was under great pressure. His body was tense and his legs didn’t take a single step. The spirit energy from his body surged and the powerful coercion and surge of air made everyone around him retreat involuntarily.

“What’s happened to the Great Elder? Didn’t the Holy Son tell him to step forward? Why is he mobilising his spirit energy while standing there?” A young man asked in a low voice.

A man next to her replied in a low voice: “Look carefully, it’s not that the Great Elder is not moving, it’s that he can’t move. He has been suppressed by the Holy Son’s coercion and is unable to move forward!”

“Ah? How is that possible? The Great Elder is a Celestial level strong exponent! Could it be that the Holy Son is even stronger than the Great Elder?”

“The Holy Son is the direct disciple of the Palace Lord’s Senior Brother, how can he be weak? It’s not surprising that he can suppress the strength of the Great Elder. Otherwise, the Palace Lord wouldn’t stand aside like that and not make a move.”

“I didn’t expect the strength of the Holy Son to be so powerful. From the looks of it, no one else will object, am I right?”

“It’s hard to say.” A middle-aged man said. He looked at the white-clothed immortal above and said: “If you want everyone in the Temple to be convinced, there is still one more level!”

Upon hearing this, someone next to him asked: “What level?”

“Naturally, it’s the ability of the Holy Son.”

As the middle-aged man spoke, he watched the Great Elder in front of him fall to the ground, his legs were limp, and his face was covered in sweat and pale in colour.

“I’ve lost, I acknowledge defeat.” The Great Elder said. After a while, he got up and bowed down to him.

From being flushed to turning pale when he was unable to bear it, the coercion that he had experienced was incomprehensible to others. It was precisely because of this that he knew that the strength of the Holy Son was indeed superior to him, and he had no choice but to accept it.

Mo Chen nodded slightly, then he looked at everyone and asked: “Who else?”

When everyone looked at the Holy Son above them, with the same expression as he had before, with his gentle and elegant temperament, confident and as if he had an answer for everything, they hesitated, unsure of how to speak.

He was strong and confident, and today’s tests had exceeded their expectations time and time again. The person who had wanted to come out to test him for the last level hesitated as he felt that the Holy Son in white above had no limits.

However, when he thought about the person above becoming the Holy Son, he thought for a while, then he gritted his teeth and walked out.