He found it wouldn't be easy to kill Frubor; the noise from their scuffle might have already reached many powerful Ghost Practitioners. He did not want to dally here for too long.
Since Frubor was sensible enough, he didn't mind sparing him; otherwise, if he delayed further and more powerful Ghost Practitioners arrived, the loss would outweigh the gain.
"Buzz!"
As his voice fell, Lin Yun willed it, and the spatial barrier of the twenty-seventh heaven tore open once more.
Whoosh!
In the next moment, Lin Yun's figure flashed inside.
This time, Frubor did not dare to stop him.
Watching Lin Yun leave, Frubor heaved a sigh of relief and murmured to himself, "Although the Blood Emperor is known for his carnage, he rarely slaughters indiscriminately and is known for keeping his word. If he says he will spare me, then he probably will, right?"
