"Are you sure you want to go back?"
"Indeed!" Lin Zifeng's gaze was firm. After nodding seriously, he pulled a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, glanced around, and said with a smile, "Before I go back, I have to retrieve something that belongs to me!"
......
Three days later... When Lin Zifeng stepped into the Dark Prison again, the intense aura of the Saint Peak nearly enveloped the entire prison. This time when he entered, no creature dared to block his path.
Last time when he returned from the Third Parallel Universe, the coordinates were wrong, and he didn't encounter the Heavenly Painting Halberd. But this time, he will wield the greatest ancient weapon to charge into the Third Parallel Universe.
The greatest ancient weapon is reborn for slaughter!
"Heavenly Painting Halberd!"
In the vast Dark Space, with Lin Zifeng's clear shout, the space first buzzed, then resounded with even louder booming sounds.
