Just as Lin Fan was about to strike once more, that gigantic patch of divine retribution began to shrink as if it were afraid of Lin Fan.
Or perhaps, it was just afraid of the Biggra now.
"Hmph! And you dare to call yourself divine retribution? What’s with that weak fighting will? You’re just a total embarrassment and disgrace! Weren’t you having tons of fun whacking out those thunderbolts earlier on? And now, you can’t even let out a single fart!" Looking at the shrinking red clouds, Lin Fan sighed helplessly.
Stingy. Way too stingy!
If only this divine retribution could hold up for a little bit more, he might even be able to get his physical body state to its highest point!
But all of this had Lin Fan feeling really disappointed.
Since the divine retribution wanted to leave, Lin Fan had no other choice but to turn his attention to Chen Xuan.
Towards Chen Xuan, Lin Fan could do nothing but laugh.
