He did not believe Lin Feng was resisting the great calamity out of duty; it was undoubtedly due to his own ambition and desires.
"Are you willing to become a sacrificial lamb slaughtered by the trialists? Are you willing to let the Heavenly Vault World be prey to the Witch Clan for generations? Don't you want to resist?" Lin Feng's eyes burned with intensity, as he fixed his gaze on Zhan Luan, asking three consecutive questions.
Zhan Luan frowned upon hearing this; of course, he was unwilling, but what could unwillingness do?
According to the records of previous generations in the War God Temple, the Witch Clan was an invincible force. Their only hope for survival was to hide and evade.
"Answer me, are you willing?" Lin Feng suddenly barked coldly, his voice rolling with force, a domineering and majestic aura bursting skyward from him.
"Unwilling!" Faced with Lin Feng's sudden change, Zhan Luan was momentarily dazed and replied instinctively.
