Zheng Fa eyed the Haori Mountain Dao Fruit, also out of caution.
Though Senior Sister Zhang didn't speak, the two didn't even exchange glances, but how could Zheng Fa not understand her concern?
This always observing Haori Mountain Dao Fruit, likely harbors ill intentions.
Fortunately, this person now seemed much more congenial — that smile was like seeing a beloved family member.
Yet the sweetness sent chills down his spine: limited by his level of knowledge, Zheng Fa didn't truly understand what this blood rain phenomenon signified.
Fortunately, this Haori Mountain Dao Fruit gave him an answer.
"The Great Freedom Demon Emperor, whom even Tianhe Venerable couldn't kill, died at your hands..." His face still wore a smile, but his voice quivered slightly, "Master Zheng..."
"This is the first Dao Fruit to die since this era, even the last."
He appeared to be praising Zheng Fa, yet seemed to be probing him.
But Zheng Fa was bewildered — I don't understand!
