Chen Linglong looked at Ren Feifan and suddenly ridiculed himself, "I should have thought of it earlier, you are that Ren Feifan."
Ren Feifan did not speak, his eyes focused on the somewhat disheveled young man in the Carp Pond.
For him, it would only take a thought to kill him.
Even though the opponent has taken an Elixir and entered the middle stage of the Earth-level Realm, his actual strength was far weaker than his own.
That was the disadvantage of relying on Elixirs for cultivation.
Chen Linglong suddenly thought of something, asking, "If I am not mistaken, Li Deren, who went to Lin City a while ago and never returned, was killed by you, wasn't he?"
A chilling smile appeared at the corner of Ren Feifan's mouth, and he nodded.
Chen Linglong suddenly laughed, bursting into hearty laughter.
Either desolate, chilly, or despaired.
