With a flash of white light, Zhao Hai walked out of the teleportation formation. This was the teleportation formation of the Iron Buddha Temple. He had just returned from Rong city. The matter there had been resolved, but Zhao Hai still stayed there for one more day. He walked around the city to see if there was any more evil Qi. Fortunately, there was no more evil Qi, so he was relieved.
Zhao Hai's face was calm as he slowly walked forward. He had completed his mission perfectly, but it didn't help much. Although Zhao Hai was a little dissatisfied, he didn't say anything.
He went directly to the third floor of the mission tower. There were still a few cultivators there, waiting for people to hand in their missions. Zhao Hai walked over and said to one of them, " &Quot; greetings, martial uncle. Martial uncle, I've already completed my mission. This is my identity card. &Quot;
