At the foot of the Hun Race Tribe's mountain, in a dense forest.
At this moment, a figure in a black robe with graceful curves gazed towards the Yincao Canyon, her brows slightly furrowed.
Just now, there was an explosion sound from there, and the commotion seemed significant.
Even from a distance, some of the noise could still be heard.
"What's going on? Why is Senior Brother Langtian so reckless? Making such a big scene in the Hun Race Tribe territory and not afraid of being discovered?"
This person was Lin Ke'Er, and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared in her bright eyes as she muttered to herself.
She thought it was Lin Langtian who acted with full force to catch the Pseudo-God Zombie.
With such a commotion, the Pseudo-God Zombie was most likely killed.
That is indeed somewhat unfortunate!
A living bloodline sacrifice would have yielded greater benefits.
If the bloodline sacrifice is dead, the benefits would be halved.
Lin Ke'Er felt a deep sense of regret.
