The cold young lady's actions made Chu Feng curious.
Why did this method feel a little mysterious?
But the problem was that at this stage of cultivation, everyone's strength had long surpassed that of the so-called gods. Who was she praying to?
With absolute confidence and that bit of curiosity, Chu Feng did not choose to interrupt. Instead, he waited quietly.
He wanted to see what the final method of these so-called geniuses of the Human Spirit Race was.
Before Chu Feng's gaze, the cold girl seemed to have finished praying. She slowly stood up, turned around, faced Chu Feng, and suddenly opened her beautiful eyes.
In an instant.
Chu Feng felt as if a familiar yet unfamiliar expression had flashed across her eyes.
"What's going on?!"
Chu Feng was stunned on the spot.
"That gaze just now… was so familiar…"
Looking at the cold young lady walking towards him, Chu Feng strangely recalled an extremely familiar person!
