In a sacred mountain within Zi Wei Imperial Star, the eyes of a middle-aged man in white robes lit up. He said, "Dao bone? Are you talking about the naturally Dao condensed Dao bone that has no totem patterns? And prehistoric patterns that also has no totem patterns?"
Zhong Yue's incarnations around Feng Xiaozhong nodded and said in unison, "I can't understand any of it, please aid me, senior martial brother!"
Feng Xiaozhong's eyes lit up even brighter, "Interesting! Even if you don't come looking for my help, I will come to you! I will never forgive myself if I miss such wonderful secrets!"
The sacred mountain trembled suddenly. It detached from the ground, spun quickly and with each spin, it shrank and finally, vanished without leaving a sign behind.
