"Whoosh."
The Kun Peng spread its wings and flew in the sky. People looked up and saw this Divine Beast covered in azure light.
"Greetings, Perfected Cultivator Chen."
East Mountain was packed with people. The Martial Artists and senior officials of half of China were there.
The mountain had been renamed "North Qiong Mountain" and the country made it a private area of the North Qiong Sect, so nobody could enter without permission. At the same time, this place had also become a sacred ground for Martial Artists around the world.
Thousands of people knelt at the same time and their voice was extremely loud.
Chen Fan turned back into a young man in a black outfit. Chen Huaian, Wang Xiaoyun and Fang Qiong had already run forward and Chen Fan even saw Xu Rongfei.
"Xiao Fan."
"Honey."
"Master."
Looking at the familiar faces, Chen Fan smiled and felt like it was worth it to fight so hard a few months back. "I'm back!"
