Given the current situation, danger lied in all directions. One misstep and they could easily be chopped down.
With a single move, this desolate celestial ancient race being could easily slice him up into 7-8 pieces. But of course, if he wanted to kill Lin Fan, that would be another story to tell altogether.
Blood Sea's rebirth through blood was no joke. As long as one had a single drop of blood coupled with enough lifeforce, one could revive indefinitely.
While the Mythical Parasol Tree had yet to reach a state of maturity, the lifeforce provided by it was more than enough for Lin Fan to revive a couple of times.
"Brother Lin, what are you trying to do?" Xia Zehua could not help but ask nervously upon noticing that something was off with Lin Fan.
"Brother Lin, don't tell me that you're harboring thoughts of saving them! That's plain suicide…!"
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HAHAHAHA. I’M A COOK. THIS IS UTTERLY CLASSIC LIN FAN. WHO ELSE IS IMAGINING HIS FACE WITH STEPHEN CHOW’S?