However, Zhengtian Zhan cast a self-preserving glance at his subordinates. Thinking in his heart, "You think I'm not afraid of dying?"
The Flower Demon was now insane, invincible and unstoppable. Anyone who provoked her would surely die. He had never been one to sacrifice himself for others, so he could only let his subordinates fend for themselves.
The Qi Refiners from the Southern Country immediately showed expressions of despair, glaring at Zhengtian Zhan with disappointment, resentment, and unwillingness in their eyes.
"Zhengtian Zhan, you won't die a good death..."
A Qi Refiner at the Late Stage Golden Core from the Southern Country cursed venomously, and in the next second, he was torn to shreds by the charging Flower Demon.
Zhengtian Zhan's eyes were sinister, and he sneered inwardly: "Who exactly won't die a good death?"
