Black Water Taoist stammered as he provided everything he knew to Yan Shenjun, from Curator's supernatural powers to the complete destruction of their cult. At this point, Lin Jin was already walking through the metal door of the Visitation Hall.
Truth be told, it wasn't Lin Jin who slammed the door earlier. He just ran out of strength to keep it open. It was probably a defense mechanism that activated the moment he sensed Yan Shenjun's profound immortal strength.
At the very least, Lin Jin suspected that this was the case.
Regardless, the moment the door creaked open just now, Lin Jin felt a wave of energy pouring out from the museum. Judging by the look on Yan Shenjun's face, he seemed frightened by it.
Lin Jin considered this justice reclaimed.