At this thought, his eyes turned even redder, nearly letting out a long howl to the sky.
"Damn thing, if I don't kill you, I am unworthy of being the Profound Forest Venerable!"
Young Master Lin was filled with hatred, gnashing his teeth as he fled towards a hidden residence.
However, just as he rushed out of a small alley, a giant pitch-black palm appeared from outside the alley, reaching out with five curved, grotesquely large fingers.
The fingers were like terrifying steel pillars, grasping fiercely towards Young Master Lin's face.
Young Master Lin's expression changed dramatically, incredulous.
This guy!
Appeared in front of him?
Impossible!
He shouted in shock, once again unleashing his powerful killing technique, but the terrifying scene repeated—his internal Power barely erupted before it rapidly dispersed as if crushed by an invisible force.
His Ultimate Skill was utterly ineffective!
Talent: Dragon Lock High!
Boom!
