"Boom!"
That person turned directly into ashes.
Witnessing this scene, the faces of those dozen Ghost Realm martial artists turned grim.
Lin Chen's eyes shot out cold rays as he said icily, "Since you've seen what you shouldn't have, you shall all die."
As his words fell, golden glints surged in Lin Chen's eyes, instantly shooting toward the dozen martial artists.
Those martial artists barely resisted and all fell to the ground.
Since they had recognized Long Qianqian's whip, if they were allowed to leave, they would certainly report back.
Seeing the corpses scattered on the ground, the hotel owner was stunned.
Lin Chen took out two spirit stones and handed them to the owner, saying, "You can't stay here any longer. Take your daughter and flee quickly."
The owner thanked him profusely and escaped with his daughter.
"Brother Lin Chen, what should we do?" Long Qianqian asked somewhat embarrassed.
At this moment, Lin Chen had used spirit fire to reduce the bodies to ashes.
