A Huge Black Pot Just Landed Like That

"Sigh."

Chen Feng let out a deep sigh.

He had originally been pondering whether to quickly cancel it if scaring them away left him with any remaining Luck Value, but now it seemed he had really thought too much...

And at that moment.

Thomas and the others, who had already fled, were dumbfounded.

Although they had already fled very far and could no longer be seen, they could still sense what was happening over there.

The doomsday was gone?!

That world-destroying catastrophe just vanished like that?

How was that possible?

The scene from just now, that comet...

Oh, dammit.

They suddenly reacted. What the heck, could it be... they had been played?

Wu Liang was dumbfounded.

Thomas was dumbfounded.

Zhao Youqian was dumbfounded.

Sakata Nakaji was even more on the verge of a breakdown. What happened to mutual destruction as agreed? What happened to everyone being crazy?

"Chen Feng, your grandpa!!!"

Piercing shrieks of agony echoed through The Heavens.

In order to escape, they had consumed almost all their power and even spat out several mouthfuls of Blood Essence. Now they were supposed to spit out a few more mouthfuls of Blood Essence and run back?!

As if they could make it in time, right?

"Ahahahaha..."

The few of them went wild with frustration.

They knew they had been screwed over miserably this time.

"Luck Aura..."

"Chen Feng..."

The few of them gnashed their teeth.

They swore that if they saw this Chen Feng again next time, they would definitely tear him to pieces!

"The ancient desolation descends..."

"We have plenty of time, Chen Feng..."

"We will meet again!"

Thomas said with lingering resentment.

And at that moment.

Chen Feng, who was still at the lake center, went to the vicinity to gather the leaves imbued with divine power that