The Trap Appears

This middle-aged man was an assassin from the Battle God Palace.

From the way he moved, it could be seen. After all, Ling Han had also stayed in the Battle God Palace for a period of time. For better or worse, he was still a seed.

At this time, another two men ran over. One was a middle-aged man, who was incredibly tough, and the other was a young boy. His face was filled with childishness, yet carried an expression of arrogance.

"Little Han!" the two of them called out through divine sense.

Ling Han nodded. This was the little azure dragon and the large black dog.

"Very well, Ling Han, are you walking right into a trap?" A person said balefully, striding towards Ling Han.

Imperial Son, Lin Yun.

This was a member of the Silver Generation, and he had already advanced into the Fifth Form. His strength was unimaginable.

Ling Han smiled faintly. He had grasped the Star Steps, so what did he have to fear?