"Your Highness, please forgive me for not being able to follow your orders." Although he really wanted to stay, an Feng knew that it was impossible. In his current state, he couldn't even reincarnate.
After answering this question, an Feng swished in a daze.
"Oh,"
An Feng's form, which was about to disintegrate, was fixed in place by the demonic god sky-exploring who looked like he was in the nine-layer Imperial realm and was kept in the palm of his hand. This made an Feng, who had been prepared to disappear, shocked beyond words.
"Oh,"
However, the demonic god didn't say anything. He just put an Feng on his throne, and an Feng fell into a deep sleep. However, his collapsed state was obviously slowly recovering.
"Gulu, Gulu, Gulu."
Bai Yi and the others could not help but gulp at the sight. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it no matter what others said.
