Driven Mad

Ling Han involuntarily tensed up. Then, a feeling of exasperation swept through him.

This was clearly the human skin old man. Although Ling Han had fled as quickly as he could, he clearly couldn't outrun someone who had already grasped the Regulations of space. The old man had arrived not long after him.

The old man wore a blank expression as he stared at the Heavenly Origin Dao Fruit. It was as if he were trying to recall some memories, yet couldn't recall them for the life of him.

This was understandable. He didn't even have a brain, so how the f*ck could he recall anything?!

The old man suddenly strode forward after staring at the Heavenly Origin Dao Fruit for a moment. He reached over and was just about to touch the Heavenly Origin Dao Fruit.

'Not good!'