Lin Feng continued to wait in the mountains and forests, while in his heart he muttered darkly in a low voice.
This trip to Tianming Star, he had to give the Witch Clan a bloody lesson; otherwise it would not be enough to vent the anger in his heart, not enough to console the hundreds of billions of dead souls of the Heavenly Vault World.
He was born in the Heavenly Vault World, grew up in the Heavenly Vault World; the destruction of the Heavenly Vault World, to him, was a Blood Sea–deep feud of his homeland being wiped out.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Right at this moment, Lin Feng suddenly heard rumbling sounds in his ears. These rumbles were extremely faint; if one didn't listen carefully, one simply couldn't detect them.
"Someone's fighting?" As Lin Feng heard this sound, his brows twitched at once.
After a brief pause, he immediately followed the sound and flew over. A short while later, he arrived at the center of the mountain range.
