The ominous aura that Lin Feng suddenly released made Tang Caohui shudder uncontrollably, his face instantly turning deathly pale, yet he stubbornly refused to back down, still trying to assert himself weakly, "What, what do you want to do?"
But his voice was so feeble that probably only Tang Caohui himself could hear it if Lin Feng had not been a Cultivator.
Indeed, it was not surprising that Tang Caohui acted this way. After all, Lin Feng was now a Cultivator who had just battled with an evil spirit, his body naturally retaining the chilling aura of the yin qi and his own murderous intent. With both converging, they burst forth in front of Tang Caohui, an ordinary person. The fact that Tang wasn't scared witless was already fortunate.
