But meticulous as they were...
They really were stupid.
Lin Feng had retreated for the moment because he wanted the three powerhouses outside to fight first, so he could reap the spoils.
He intended to watch the show. What were these Butterfly Women planning to do?
Get themselves killed?
Clearly, none of those three had a good temper.
The greater their power, the greater their temper.
Lin Feng wished they were all brainless enough to beat each other senseless.
He had figured it out.
A Lu Hun had an obsession.
He cared deeply about being double-crossed by the junior fellow disciple he had looked down on.
That junior disciple had been dead for nearly a hundred years.
Even finding his soul to exact revenge would be difficult, let alone finding his reincarnation, so A Lu Hun could only transfer his obsession to the Coffin his junior disciple had failed to obtain.
What his junior disciple had failed to obtain...
He could obtain.
That would make him superior to his junior disciple!
The Five-Powers Immortal's presence here also seemed closely connected to this Han-Dynasty King's tomb.
Last time, it had come to the Land God's temple and fought with the temple.
Two tigers fought, and the weakest one died.
Unfortunately for them, Lin Feng was no longer the weakest. Things had changed.
He had gone from prey to another hunter.
Lin Feng entered the cave. The karst formations were indeed magnificent.
Strange rocks, stalactites, stalagmites, and underground lakes made the rugged terrain look difficult to traverse, but Lin Feng paid it no mind. With the wind scouting ahead, he moved as though he were coming home.
He knew the way.
He was utterly at ease.
Lin Feng loosely opened his hand.
The short halberd among Chiyou's Five Weapons flew back, bringing