The four Demon Emperors who had previously fought Lin Fan simultaneously felt the thick, malevolent source of this evil aura.
They realized it in their hearts.
The source had been unleashed.
"You're so adorable when you're asleep, so why are you so irritable once you wake up?"
Lin Fan looked down at the little sun in his arms, feeling rather helpless. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face still bore a faint smile. Her skin was as white as snow, like a porcelain doll.
He swiftly sped off into the distance.
The passage connecting the Immortal Realm had disappeared, so he could only traverse the Northern Desolation and the boundless deep sea to return to the land of the cultivators.
Where exactly should he take her?
He briefly entertained the thought of sending the little sun to the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, but the moment the idea crossed his mind, it was immediately dismissed.
Better not joke around.
