Power of the Mortal Blood!

Boom!

When the black-bearded young man's body suddenly hit the ground, it smashed a large hole into the earth, sending dirt and sand flying everywhere.

At that moment, everyone's attention shifted towards the center of the area.

Standing like a sturdy tree in the center was a white-clad young man, his expression cold, his fists clenched tightly. This white-clad youth was none other than Lin Han!

"Brother Han!"

"Leader!"

Seeing Lin Han's presence, the Cold Union members couldn't help but express their surprise and excitement.

Lin Han nodded to the numerous members of the Cold Union, then turned his gaze to Luo Feng in the field, asking, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Don't underestimate me." Luo Feng glanced at the white-clad youth standing arrogantly, his eyes expressing a relaxed look, reassuring Lin Han.

Luo Feng was merely trying to buy time. So, upon seeing Lin Han's arrival, Luo Feng naturally breathed a sigh of relief.