Pinned down utterly, Lin Sheng could not break free in the slightest, even with all his strength. Once he realized this, he simply stopped struggling and gave up resisting.
Kasjin's demise had triggered the phenomenon of Heavenly Weeping, drawing the attention of Wasteland Martial experts from various factions. He had anticipated that, but he had never expected to run straight into a mighty Wasteland Martial expert hiding here at this critical moment.
No, more precisely, this man might have been watching him all along. Judging by the aura of his rules, he probably did not belong to the Chi Yu Street Society. That left his identity self-evident.
The middle-aged man slowly stepped down from the boulder. With every step, the ground trembled slightly, and fine ripples spread through the void.
He walked up to Lin Sheng, looking down from above at the young man pinned helplessly beneath him. His gaze swept over the flesh rule flowing around Lin Sheng, then settled on the faint purple glow lingering between his brows. His expression was grave.
"Initial erosion martial realm, a body comparable to a demigod, and apparently a secret mental technique of the Eye Clan as well. No wonder Kasjin and Prison Demon were so interested in you."
The man's voice was quiet, yet carried the weight of vibrating rules. Every word reached Lin Sheng's ears, making his mind tingle.
Lying on the ground, Lin Sheng forcibly steadied his mind. He was now completely certain of the man's identity.
The man had named Kasjin and singled him out in the same breath. Clearly, he had come over this matter. He had to be a Wasteland Martial expert from the Kane Group.
"Who exactly are you, senior? I'm only an ordinary Fighter. I've never had any contact with Senior Kasjin. How could