"Ji!"
Xiao Ji followed behind Feng Yuan with determination in his eyes. Feng Yuan turned his head back and said helplessly to Xiao Ji,
"There's no use in you following me; that thing isn't something you can deal with."
"Ji!"
Feng Yuan sighed and no longer paid attention to Xiao Ji following him; instead, he focused all his attention on the giant statue in front of him. He watched as Feng Yuan, with black wings unfurled behind him, flew into the air. He nimbly dodged the statue's attacks and from time to time, he waved his Sickle at points on the statue that seemed to be weak spots. Qi Chen remarked to Ah Mu with a sense of admiration,
"I didn't expect this guy to be so amazing; I thought his wings could only sprint forward a short distance."
"Dudu!"
