"Hmm!"
Lin Lang nodded gently.
Upon seeing this, the Ancient Demon God's gaze instantly turned cold.
He couldn't help but ponder in his heart—
How strong is this Lin Lang really?
If a fight breaks out, how much chance do I have of winning?
Being able to hide one's aura to such a degree where even I can't detect it, it means Lin Lang's power is not simple—
At the very least, it's at the Divine Level!
If I were at my peak, perhaps I could battle him!
But now, having just been injured by that Golden Armored Giant, my demonic qi is unstable, I'm afraid I can't win!
So he said:
"I came here only because I've heard of your great name, and I came specifically to pay my respects!"
Lin Lang smiled:
"Really? But I seem to have heard you say that you came to rule the Eastern Country?"
The Ancient Demon God's expression shifted slightly, puzzled how Lin Lang heard what was merely bragging in front of some ants.
Yet he let out a cold snort:
