Wang Lin wasn’t very fast. He looked toward Teng Family City with eyes filled with killing intent and regret. 400 years ago, he was forced by Teng Huayuan to self destruct and nearly died.
On this day, 400 years later, he has returned with a monstrous killing intent.
He had waited 400 years for this day.
Wang Lin jumped down from the mosquito beast 10,000 kilometers from Teng Family City. He coldly looked at Teng Family City. Then, he slowly took the dragon banner and laid each body on the ground.
If it was a full body, he would cut the head off. He did this quickly. His actions were clean and merciless.
Gradually, a number of heads piled up before him. They all had various expressions, but the one thing in common was the unwillingness and fear on each face.
As the heads piled up, the hatred in the air grew. Cold wind started to blow and even the sky seemed to have darkened a bit.