Xu Fan looked at the wreckage in the light curtain, with countless lights flashing in his eyes.
His hands were also forming a strange hand gesture.
A cloud of fog appeared in Xu Fan's eyes, with various lines of cause and effect intertwined above it.
Seeing this, Xu Fan knew that this matter was beyond his foresight, as uncovering the fog required the price of his life.
And that was the limitation of the system. If he dared to tear apart the fog, the system would dare to take his life.
"Pu Tao, call Zhang Xueling back for me," Xu Fan said.
In a short while, Zhang Xueling, who had just left the dojo, leisurely returned to Xu Fan.
"I need to go out for a while. You'll take charge of the Enlightenment Session."
"Don't refuse, I know you have the strength."
After saying this, Xu Fan quickly left the Main Peak dojo and flew towards the place where the wreckage had fallen, accompanied by a team of puppets.
Fortunately, the wreckage wasn't too far from Hidden Spirit Island.
