The Demon-Like Chen An’nian

Amidst the fierce battle, the steward of the Lin Family suddenly felt a chilling sensation and immediately shouted, “Stop!”

Qian Shizhong also quickly looked towards Bainiao Mountain.

At this moment, there were only twenty elite warriors left on the battlefield, along with Hu Fengnan and three others.

Everyone’s gaze turned towards Bainiao Mountain.

There, a thunderous roar was rapidly approaching.

The speed was astonishing, so fast that even the steward of the Lin Family and Qian Shizhong felt a sense of terror.

“Boom!”

The final deafening sound echoed around them.

Amidst the howling wind and swirling dust, Chen An’nian emerged slowly, wearing a faint, extremely pretentious smile on his face.

“Long time no see, everyone.”

“Chen An’nian, what has happened at Bainiao Mountain?”

Qian Shizhong stared intensely at Chen An’nian and growled in a low voice.