Leaning against a tree, Ling Feng rested for quite a while before he regained the strength to move. He took out Golden Needle to prick himself several times and swallowed a few elixirs. Only then did a mere hint of color return to his pale complexion.
"Now, it's about time to consider how to approach the so-called Sky Demon City," he murmured.
Ling Feng slowly stood up and realized that the King Beast Egg was still nestled in his arms, which once again posed a dilemma for him.
As a descendant of the Demon Queen, if it could become his Spirit Pet, that would be fantastic, but the risk was equally immense.
Especially if that Demon Emperor couldn't find the King Beast Egg anytime soon, he would likely launch a massive attack on Iron Wolf City and several other human cities around it.
By then, it would truly be a river of blood.
Ling Feng didn't consider himself a great hero or a particularly good person, but he couldn't stand by and watch such a catastrophe unfold.
