Ah!
He never had any good impressions of the Demon Pit. It was undoubtedly a desolate place, and now that he saw it, it turned out to be just as he imagined—so barren it was almost frightening.
"Hey! Junior disciples, are you dead or alive? If you're still alive, quickly respond to me! I'm here to rescue you!"
Lin Fan hollered loudly.
The sound echoed through the empty and desolate land.
No one.
Not even an echo.
Suddenly.
He felt a bit lonely.
He pulled out the Supreme God Talisman.
Waited for a long while.
A figure descended from the sky. The crazed elder rushed over frantically, shouting, "Dad…"
"Son, you were pretty fast. Looks like you didn't encounter any trouble on the way here," Lin Fan said.
What could he do?
The atmosphere here was dark and lonely; calling his son over wasn't a bad choice. But what Lin Fan hadn't expected was that the White Fox also followed along.
As soon as she saw Lin Fan, she immediately jumped into his arms.
