C77 Dart
Lin Yan staggered backward several steps before he could steady himself, the triangular dart buried deep in his flesh. The Demon Martial Cultivator, seeing Lin Yan still had some fight left in him, chose not to engage further but instead bolted toward the Ancient Devil Land.
"You think you can escape?"
Lin Yan clutched at the dart, discovering barbs that tore flesh as he yanked it out
