What truly concerned Lin Fan weren't the Demon Ancestor and the others, but those several mysterious elders who had remained composed and silent from beginning to end.
Gazing around.
The downfall of each powerhouse was taken in fully.
Impressive!
A few among them were even more terrifying than the Demon Ancestor.
Even their names carried an oppressive dominance, evoking an aura of infernal flames shaking the heavens, as if vying to be on par with the skies themselves.
Lin Fan focused his mind, holding an Immortal Treasure in his left hand and condensing Divine Skills in his right. These individuals weren't simple. Later, he planned to close his eyes and strike randomly. Forget about caution—he'd just fight.
The requirements weren't high.
Killing three or four top powerhouses would suffice.
Seeing them explode and drop their treasures, especially their underpants, would fill his heart with satisfaction.
In an instant,
