The destruction of the Daoist Sect had all but completely dashed Fu Feng's hopes, and finding such an opportunity again was likely never to happen.
This feeling almost drove Fu Feng mad. The rage in his heart was near the brink of losing all reason.
The fury of a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Ascension Phase was a terrifying thing indeed.
"Lin Yu? Some unknown junior from a minor family in the Immortal Realm, whose family has been in the medicinal herb business for generations—rather modestly wealthy... The one who destroyed the Daoist Sect, that person is friends with Lin Yu!"
"That fat man should know a lot about this matter; he seems to have been extorted of all his wealth by the assailant."
"Moreover, the assailant's various cultivation levels are quite remarkable. He seems to be very aware of the function of that great formation and has permanently sealed it. We went to that place later and couldn't even get close."
