Little did they know, their every move had long been noticed by Lin Zheyu.
"Each one of them wants to kill me; do they really think I'm some easy target?"
"These people all deserve to die!"
Lin Zheyu softly murmured, strong intent to kill flashing in his eyes.
He decided to slay all these fools within the demon lair, to vent the resentment he had just endured from Sun Zhenzhi.
Thinking of this...
Lin Zheyu turned his head to glance in the direction of the Demon Suppression Army.
There, a terrifying shadow resembling both god and demon stood quietly amidst the Demon Suppression Army, suppressing this temporal node.
This shadow was congealed by the military array formed by the soldiers of the Demon Suppression Army, with strength exceedingly terrifying.
Moments ago in the Demon Suppression Army, Lin Zheyu had also thought of recklessly acting out, and smashing Sun Zhenzhi with a punch.
To vent the suffocation and displeasure in his heart.
