Lin Fan did not care what body part the stone coffin contained. Now that he had fused with the Eternal Arm, he would wallop the sh*t out of this thing.
If the left arm came out, he would whack it till Parkinson’s Disease looked like a joke.
If it were either of the legs, he would cripple it so badly it would have to remain in a wheelchair for life.
If it were a head? Hoho, that was where the fun would start. Hanging it up and punching it against a wall continuously for 3 days and 3 nights.
"Get the f*ck out! Stop hiding in the stone coffin and causing all this bullsh*t!" Lin Fan roared with the demeanor of a powerful man. All the disciples of the six sects were invigorated by this roar as well. Even though what happened earlier on had them somewhat conflicted, they could not help but applaud for this man right now.
