At the bank of River Lethe, Lin Wudao looked at Feng Changqing through the light screen in the void.
At the same time, Feng Changqing also stared blankly at the void with an incredulous expression.
A mysterious light screen had appeared out of thin air in front of him. Moreover, there was an extremely mysterious figure who emitted a supreme and grand aura on the light screen. He was like God who could not be peeked at or profaned.
Just the other party's silhouette alone gave him boundless pressure.
Looking at the other party, Feng Changqing felt his soul tremble uncontrollably.
Thump!
In the end, he could not help but kneel while trembling.
"This... Is it the heavens' emissary?"
Feng Changqing looked terrified.
As a member of the Tianfeng tribe, he had been mercilessly abandoned by this world since birth. Although he had unparalleled talent, he was unable to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
