Jiao Feng let out a long breath, not bothering to hide the disdain in his eyes.
After running for an extended period, the dark red scabs covering his wounds were showing signs of cracking.
The delicate features of his youthful face slightly wrinkled, a glint of enjoyment flickering across his eyes.
The tearing agony was so stimulating that his entire body trembled slightly with pleasure.
He couldn't help but open his mouth, emitting a piercing long chant, "Aah!"
In that eerie chant, the entire low mountain forest fell silent, every bird and beast quivering with fear.
He looked out toward the hills beyond, eager to return to the village as soon as possible.
His lithe figure moved swiftly through the woods, and with an outstretched claw, he casually decapitated the black-robed colonel as if he were simply plucking a fruit from a tree.
Compared to the multitude of emotions in the demon's heart.
