Suddenly, Lin Langtian opened his eyes. His body now seemed faintly discernible, as if it had completely merged with this Formation!
Walking toward Ren Feifan, he said solemnly, "Kid, the next steps are up to you. The Ancient Killing Formation has been set. All you need to do is lure those people from the bottom of the Heavenly Pool into this Formation's area."
"Remember, don't engage them in battle. Your strength is absolutely no match for theirs. The only thing you have to do, without exception, is to lead them here."
Lin Langtian's gaze carried an air of farewell. This time, he couldn't predict the outcome—he could only hope the boy had some good fortune.
Ren Feifan understood the peril of this mission yet said nothing further, and immediately headed toward the Heavenly Pool.
This time, without allies such as Ming or the Giant Tiger, and lacking the support of many other powers, he could only proceed alone.
A march toward uncertainty. Toward possible death.
