The tunnel was like a beehive, intricately complex. At first, it was a single path, but gradually they intertwined and finally converged in a large Catfish Demon lair.
Zhang Lingfeng had no idea where the endpoint was.
He only knew to keep running forward, and as long as he reached the endpoint, he could quickly leave here and go back to get a good rest.
In the intricate network of tunnels, his figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he left behind the people and the Catfish Demon corpses.
Teng Qingshan had just taken a deep breath, ready to perform well in front of Zhang Lingfeng and slaughter the six Catfish Demons before him. Just then, he saw Zhang Lingfeng rushing forward like a breeze, weaving through the gap of the six Catfish Demons and leaving behind six Catfish Demon corpses.
He was struck as if by lightning, seeing the clean and swift cuts on the six Catfish Demon corpses. Each one was instantly killed by a single spear strike, hitting the vital points.
