Chapter 603 - 602: Bitter Realm Sandstorm
Silence.
Only the howling of the wind and sand, and within the sandstorm, the eerie voices like ten thousand ghosts wailing echoed between heaven and earth.
At the inn’s entrance, those with their eyes wide open staring ahead, shivered one by one following Lin Hao’s decisive action.
No one expected the Earthling with seemingly unimpressive cultivation to actually hammer to death a half-step Great Emperor at the edge of the sandstorm.
Now, they finally realized that Lin Hao was pretending to be weak to entrap a strong foe; a half-step Great Emperor, so easily had his head smashed.
If a fight had broken out earlier inside this inn, no one knew what the outcome would have been.
Many people felt a chill down their spines, thankful that they had restrained themselves earlier; otherwise, they would be the ones dead now.
However, more people looked on with cold expressions, merely hoping Lin Hao would die beneath the sandstorm.
"Hurry up, dear guests, the sandstorm is coming!" The waiter stood at the entrance, their expression finally showing some concern.
The waiter didn’t care about those who had died, but felt that those still alive might be saved.
Lin Hao wanted to hurry too, but the powerful force from the sandstorm behind him made it impossible for him to increase his speed.
Gusts of cold wind, as if summoned by ten thousand ghosts charging forth.