Magic Treasure, Immortal Binding Rope

On top of the hill, the old Taoist glared viciously at Lin Jin and the fox. 

"Who would have thought that apart from your pet beast possessing a Dharma body, you can also control monsters. I'm impressed! Looks like you were the recipient of the inheritance after all." 

Black insects continue swarming around the old Taoist and in just a few moments, the entire mountain peak, save for some areas, was covered in dark patches of bugs. What made it all the more potent was the addition of other poisonous bugs, and the number they faced was several times more than what Lin Jin had encountered in the valley.

The enemy chose to meet at Mount Gu Cong because this was his turf after all.

Inside these endless mountains, creatures like poisonous bugs were everywhere and inexhaustible.

Lin Jin found the old Taoist's words baffling.