Arriving at Mochara Heaven

"This Scorpion Race fellow is truly sly."

Inside the flying boat, Shen Lin looked at the seal on the signature line of the certificate in his hand. It represented the Rakshasa Race, and he could not help smiling.

He saw through Xie Xiaofei's little scheme completely. Clearly, he did not want to bring trouble upon his own people.

Shen Lin did not mind. As long as this certificate allowed him to participate in the Devil Race's Life-and-Death Arena in Mochara Heaven, that was enough.

"Speaking of which, why are you participating in this Life-and-Death Arena?"

After experiencing one upheaval after another, Yuwen Fengxian had gradually come to his senses.

Why had the Scorpion Race behaved so strangely earlier?

It was definitely because Shen Lin's current strength was not actually at the Saint Realm he had revealed on the surface.

He was a powerhouse capable of bringing catastrophic disaster upon the Scorpion Race.

That was why the Scorpion Race's Venerable Realm expert had violated the rules of the Life-and-Death Arena and made things so convenient for Shen Lin.

Even he, a prisoner under another's heel, had gained his freedom because of Shen Lin.

But Yuwen Fengxian was somewhat puzzled.

Since Shen Lin already possessed such powerful strength, the rewards offered by the Life-and-Death Arena should be of little use to him.

Why go to all that trouble to participate?

"I'm preparing to go to the Devil Race and kill someone. This is the safest method."

Upon hearing Shen Lin's answer, Yuwen Fengxian immediately furrowed his brows.

Go to the Devil Race and kill someone?

Wouldn't that mean offending one of the most powerful clans in the Chaos Sea?

His lips parted slightly, and he wanted to persuade Shen Lin.

But just as the words were about to leave his mouth, he