Mo Chen narrowed his eyes in surprise as he watched Lin Feng send a seventh-level Qi Condensation cultivator flying like a ragdoll with a single punch.
This… this wasn't something he had expected at all.
His gaze sharpened as he focused on Lin Feng's body, noticing a faint, dark sheen covering his skin.
"There's something strange about your physical body… Are you a body cultivator?" Mo Chen asked, his expression turning serious.
While he could probably achieve a similar feat, it definitely wouldn't be that easy.
"It doesn't matter," Lin Feng said calmly, though the simmering edge in his voice hinted at his rising killing intent. "You're all going to die anyway."
I need to finish this quickly and get to Yan Hao, Yan Li, and those girls.
His urgency wasn't without reason.
The longer they wasted time here, the greater the danger for the ones who had been kidnapped.
For all he knew, they were already being tortured—or worse, dead. He couldn't afford to waste a single moment.
