After Ling Feng was sucked into the Demon God Palace, he was heavily thrown into the forecourt.
"It really hurts!" Ling Feng got up from the ground, only to see a figure lying ahead, instantly making his face vigilant.
In this place, there is actually someone else here? But upon closer inspection, this person had no sign of life at all, already a corpse!
Ling Feng secretly sighed with relief, and slowly walked forward. When he saw this person's appearance clearly, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Feng Qiu!" The man lying on the ground who had lost all signs of life was the one who had previously told him about the Hall of the War God.
Seeing him lying there, an indescribable emotion flashed through Ling Feng's heart. Was it regret, sympathy, or confusion?
"I didn't expect us to meet again under such circumstances!" Ling Feng sighed, "I don't know what you encountered, but...this place is definitely not where I will stay!"
