The island presented a scene of Asura Hell, where both ordinary people and wild beasts were mercilessly slaughtered, leaving not a single intact corpse behind, only severed limbs and broken arms.
The dark-faced elder was indifferent to the carnage around him, not feeling he had done anything wrong against the heavens or humanity. On the contrary, he believed that it was an honor for these powerless mortals and beasts to die at his hands.
"Hmph! You really think you can hide on this island for a lifetime?" The dark-faced elder snorted coldly, his figure descending directly onto the island.
However, the dark-faced elder was also highly vigilant. He had long known about the losses that Supreme Palace and True Martial Hall had suffered at Fang Lin's hands; therefore, even though he had driven Fang Lin onto this island, the dark-faced elder remained wary that Fang Lin might be plotting against him.
