Lin Chang'an didn't want to suffer any losses.
"Who are you, exactly? If my Meng Family is in your way, we are willing to leave Bibo Island..."
"Annoying!"
Lin Chang'an shouted coldly, brandishing his demon saber as he advanced, showing no mercy, each strike filled with deadly intent.
"This is too much!"
Madam Meng shouted in anger as well, manipulating the black sword with apparent sharpness, but inwardly feeling fear and constantly looking for an opportunity.
Yet within this water-based array, none of her transmission techniques could send her message out.
The array space was wrapped in cold waters, with an invisible weight pressing down on her, layer by layer.
"A demonic cultivator, proficient in secret techniques of the cold water attribute, who could it be!"
A multitude of forces within the Demon Beast Abyss flashed through Madam Meng's mind, and she seemed to lock onto a few, but she was filled with dread.
How could the Meng Family provoke such an existence?
