"Y-You little bastard, you've made an enemy of our Blood Robe Sect. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you're still a dead man!"
Feng Wanli retracted his Primordial Spirit Dharma Body and roared in fury.
Lin Chang'sheng had actually wanted to finish off Feng Wanli, and collect the Crimson Blood Python as well.
After all, the Crimson Blood Python was also a fine treasure—every part of its body was valuable.
If he could obtain it, it'd obviously benefit him greatly.
"Someone's coming?"
But right then, Lin Chang'sheng sensed several powerful auras speeding in his direction from three thousand miles away.
It seemed the elders of the Blood Robe Sect were all rushing over here.
If he lingered any longer and got surrounded, it'd be impossible to escape when the time came.
"Let's go!"
Without hesitation, Lin Chang'sheng chose to make a run for it. There would always be more treasures, but if he lost his life here, it just wasn't worth it.
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