Lin Feng looked at the Destiny Demon God, who would rather die than submit, his brows tightly knitted in a deep frown, his face a picture of helplessness and inner conflict. He paced back and forth anxiously on the spot, muttering incessantly to himself: "What on earth should I do with this? I can't just keep him locked up here forever, yet I can't actually kill him either. If I just let him go like this, wouldn't all my efforts have been in vain without gaining a single benefit? I am simply too unwilling! Even though I could forcefully seize his Destiny-Fixing God Flag, I wouldn't even be able to use it once I took it, and his origin and Natal Formula are even less possible to snatch away by force. Oh dear, this is driving me crazy!"
With a helpless and long sigh, Lin Feng irritably ruffled his hair, ultimately deciding to put the matter of the Destiny Demon God aside for the moment.
This time, Lin Feng's gaze, sharp as a falcon's, locked onto the Destruction Demon God.
Chapter 41