Zhang Lingfeng was not sulking with Yan Jinzhong.
Given his obvious lack of Magical Techniques and Divine Techniques, even if he could gain the upper hand by relying solely on Star Mass and Life Mass, it would still be an enormous drain.
There was no need to play the hero and burn his own Star Mass or Life Mass, thereby affecting the development of the Black Water Star Realm.
He released his Divine Sense.
He looked toward the sea of fire hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.
Two blazing points of light stretched everyone's nerves taut.
Zhang Lingfeng discovered that the figure entangled with Yan Jingchu was that of the orc Ma Fei.
Zhuoyue had died at Ma Fei's hands.
Behind him stretched an endless sea of fire as large as a sun, as if it were Ma Fei's Dao Field; Ma Fei's own bloodline could resonate with it, endlessly drawing Power.
