The Leopard Demon's fur stood on end. Lin Fan's overwhelming presence made the demon feel deeply uneasy; his attacks were crushing, and the Innate Realm's sensitivity to danger gave the demon an intense urge to flee.
"Run, I must run."
At this moment.
The Leopard Demon turned and fled. Close to undergoing Transformation, his strength was at its peak, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to corner Wang Zhou to a dead end in such a short time.
But now, there was an even more terrifying existence here.
He could hardly believe this.
How could a mere mortal possess such strength?
So powerful yet hiding away in the small Jiangdu City—was this a case of the pig pretending to be weak while devouring the leopard?
"Where do you think you're going?"
Lin Fan had been chatting with Wang Zhou and the others when he noticed the Leopard Demon trying to slip away. There was no way he'd let him escape; after all, treasures were meant to be shared.
