Useless Effort

Chen Tiannan's hoarse, inflammatory words were like ice tossed into boiling oil. They truly stirred up no small commotion and whispering within the main hall.

So much so that many experts now looked at Lin Ming with even deeper wariness and suspicion in their eyes.

Monopolizing resources, clearing out competitors... words like these could always easily pluck at people's most sensitive nerves.

However, Lin Ming's reaction to this was merely a cold, disdainful curve tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"A dying struggle, nothing but a show of glib tongue." As for that, he simply could not be bothered to waste his breath arguing with a man who was about to die.

Before absolute strength, any incitement or provocation seemed pale and powerless. Now, the only thing Lin Ming needed to do was crush this clown who kept making trouble for him with thunderous force!

When Chen Tiannan saw that Lin Ming remained unmoved and that his killing intent had instead grown even stronger, the last trace of hope in his heart was completely shattered.

Immediately after, he let out a strange cry and no longer hesitated. His figure turned into a gray shadow, and not only did he not retreat, he instead took the initiative to charge toward that Ancient Human Puppet that had just finished killing and was covered in blood!

He wanted to use the puppet's indiscriminate attack trait to create chaos and seek out a slim chance of survival.

"You want to borrow the puppet to block disaster? Wishful thinking!"

Lin Ming's gaze sharpened. With a thought, Puppet One, the dark-gold puppet that had been relentlessly pursuing him, abruptly increased its speed by another notch. Like a dark-gold cannonball, it arrived later yet came first, instantly passing Chen Tiannan and intercepting him one step ahead