He couldn't continue killing. The Slaughter Syndrome could explode at any moment. Moreover, the ferocity of the Heavenly Painting Halberd seemed to be influencing his consciousness.
Continuing for too long would only turn him into a bloodthirsty demon!
"Don't let the demon escape!"
Just as Lin Zifeng and the handsome man were retreating, there were disciples unafraid of death shouting to intercept them.
"Are you looking for death?"
The Elder of the Divine Sky Sect was furious, almost tearing the speaking disciple apart with a slap.
Finally, this god of slaughter was leaving. He just had to speak up. Simply courting death.
Lin Zifeng's steps halted, he slowly lifted his head, and with a hollow gaze glanced at that fellow, scaring him into silence on the spot.
Then, he charged out of the sect with the handsome man.
