Lin Fan scoffed at such a head.
Before, although he couldn't understand the opponent's Divine Skills, he still recognized them as someone formidable. It wasn't a bad thing for them to explode, but now he felt a lingering fear about his earlier plans.
Even performing Divine Skills could lead to one's own demise.
Such Divine Skills aren't worth learning.
Safety first.
And right at this moment.
From that pool of blood, a skull emerged, its hollow eye sockets igniting with two ghostly flames that stared gloomily at Lin Fan. The jaw opened and closed, clatter clatter... as if trying to say something.
Then with a loud bang, it dissipated into smoke.
Qin Yang commented, "The Divine Skills of Yin Immortal Mountain are truly eerie. No wonder they're so unwelcome outside—it's their own doing.
The Empress Dowager nodded at General Huang, who knocked the Emperor unconscious and carried him in his arms.
