In Luo Hao's eyes, Lin Chang'sheng was nothing but an ant at the Golden Core Stage—killing him would be child's play.
If Lin Chang'sheng were to destroy the Giant Whale Gang, then his losses would be tremendous.
So this man had to die.
Lin Chang'sheng didn't choose to retreat; he stepped straight out of the cave residence.
There was nothing of value left here anyway; the grand array at the entrance was now perfect, and every treasure in the vault had already been stashed away in Lin Chang'sheng's storage bag.
Ao Chengfeng, hearing the voices outside, was instantly overjoyed inside.
He figured Lin Chang'sheng's good days were finally over.
If he wasn't a match for Lin Chang'sheng, surely a Nascent Soul-level powerhouse would be able to handle him, right?
"Kid, you've got some guts—don't wanna cultivate properly in the Southern Realm, and you come messing around in my Demon Evil Sea?"
Luo Hao was taken aback when he saw Lin Chang'sheng step out of the cave.
