Looking at the excited youth in front of him, Chen Daoxuan smiled.
"Fusheng, focus."
Chen Fusheng was stunned for a moment before he held his breath and focused.
Chen Daoxuan extended his jade-like right finger and pointed three inches in front of Chen Fusheng's forehead.
Instantly.
A golden light burst out from Chen Daoxuan's fingertip and shot toward Chen Fusheng's forehead.
Chen Fusheng felt a huge amount of information flow into his sea of consciousness.
"Young Clan Leader…"
Chen Fusheng exclaimed.
"Focus!"
Chen Daoxuan frowned and shouted.
Chen Fusheng didn't dare to say anything else. He closed his eyes and focused his mind, trying his best to accept the divine power that Chen Daoxuan had imparted to him.
After a long time.
