Zhan Hen harbored a deep resentment.
But looking at the time, the eastern sky was already showing hints of dawn, and the two hours given by Marquis Zhongyuan were almost up.
A piece of flesh was torn from his neck by Tang Lei.
He wasn't sure what kind of sinister spiritual artifact Tang Lei had used, but the wound wouldn't stop bleeding, making Zhan Hen suspect that part of his soul power was also affected.
If Di Shen and Marquis Zhongyuan worked together, he would indeed struggle to resist.
Looking at Moonflower in deep agony, Zhan Hen gritted his teeth, picked her up, and before leaving, he turned back and fiercely glared at Di Shen.
"Di Shen, the grudge from today, I, Zhan Hen, will definitely avenge."
"Don't worry, even if you don't come to find me, I will go to the Demon World to find you."
Di Shen had been watching from the side and was well aware that Yan Jiu being trapped in the Demon World was likely related to Zhan Hen.
