"Hahaha!"
Lin Feng let out a maniacal laughter, his finger pointing in a certain direction on the ground. The whips behind him moved and struck with vicious force at the exact point he indicated.
However, it wasn't him that sent everyone in shock; it was the point where he pointed.
A puddle of blood, flesh, and bones littered the ground, and the whips constantly struck the puddle, making sure even the bones were grinded into dust.
It didn't take them long to realize whose corpse had created that puddle, and that stark realization made them shiver in horror.
However, the one most affected by the scene was the Blood Demon Lord.
"NO!!!"
He yelled.
"Qin! Feng!"
"This cannot be possible..." He mumbled, taking a step back with a dazed expression on his face, a tear streaming down his left cheek. "How can he die?"
It appeared as if he had lost his mind due to the shock of Qin Feng's death.
However, soon that despair and grief turned into anger.
