I’m Very Materialistic

A white silhouette that looked like a ghost penetrated into the wall of the room in the inn.

The three God Figurines' Combat Souls surrounded the person before Lin Huang could take a better look.

"I come in peace, kid." A man with white hair and a beard wearing a white robe stood by the wall and expressed his intention immediately.

"Are you Gong Sun?" The stone tablet in his body spoke via voice transmission just when Lin Huang managed to catch a view of the person's face. It told him that the old man before him was the other True God's will, the old man Gong Sun that the Nightmare Dragon had mentioned.

"Seems like you've learned about me from that inferior dragon." The white-bearded old man nodded while wearing a grin.

"Why did you pull me into this dreamland?" Lin Huang asked while getting the three Combat Souls to retreat some distance away although they did let their guard down.