Lin Feng had never been under such immense pressure before; the Great Netherworld Prison Demon King at his peak was undoubtedly of divine strength.
Even though he's now gravely injured, his combat power is still far beyond what Lin Feng can withstand.
God, even if there's only a breath left.
Can easily wipe out mortals.
Lin Feng is just a mortal.
...
"Kid, it seems you have an extraordinary background that makes me quite curious, what's your origin after all?" The Great Netherworld Prison Demon King walked step by step.
With each step, the ground trembles.
Lin Feng kept retreating, saying, "If I tell you, will you let me go?"
The Great Netherworld Prison Demon King laughed eerily, "What? Scared now? Let me tell you clearly, I'm going to eat you as a delicious snack, so I won't let you go."
As soon as the Great Netherworld Prison Demon King's words fell, Lin Feng turned and ran towards the distance.
In the face of great danger, each flies away.
