At this moment, Lin Yi's figure was dashing through the air in the Ancient Battlefield, where he now strode boldly. Everywhere he passed, whether it were warriors from the Human Clan or the Demon Clan, they all scrambled to dodge him, as if they had seen the god of pestilence.
"Boring. Why are these people so cowardly now? Don't they want to defeat me and make a name for themselves?"
Lin Yi shook his head, disappointed at the figures fleeing before him. Since he had last suppressed the Fusang Monarch and Helun, no one had come to challenge him again.
This frustrated Lin Yi.
He enjoyed it when others sought trouble with him; not only did it keep him from going hungry, but it also made him quick money.
"That Fusang Monarch, doesn't he want revenge?"
Lin Yi mused to himself. The Fusang Divine Tree was a precious item, its body was treasure, and each Divine Branch was filled with Innate Essence, which could greatly improve one's physique.
