However.
No matter how sincerely they kowtowed and apologized, they couldn't escape the fate of death.
Blood lights up the sky! Brutal and merciless!
In Lin Fan's eyes, they were already dead.
Shennong Clan's secret prison.
No one survives, none are spared.
Lin Fan wants everyone in the Shennong Clan to know.
The ones who offend Lin Fan have only one end.
Death!
The night was as dark as ink, stars dotted the sky.
Silent and soundless.
Peaceful and dark.
Everything was tranquil and harmonious, as if nothing had happened.
The surroundings were silent.
Lin Fan, with Diwu Yun'er and Mo Ningxiang, ventured into the night, treading lightly, with the stars and moon as their companions.
Lin Fan's expression was serious, his gaze stayed focused, holding his breath, like a vigilant leopard observing the surroundings.
He controlled his body to the limit, making almost no sound!
Even in such a silent environment, one could hardly hear his breathing!
