Not knowing how much time had passed, Ren Feifan opened his eyes, a glint of sharpness flashing through them. He looked around, furrowing his brow.
That phantom had just been here, why had it disappeared now?
He still had many questions to ask the first Sect Leader of the Saint Doctor's Gate.
His gaze fell upon the Spirit Snake at the bottom. It seemed to be shielded by some force, oblivious to everything that was happening around it.
Ren Feifan clenched his fist, feeling something different about his body, yet he couldn't pinpoint what had changed.
"Didn't that guy clearly say he gave me an opportunity? But where is the opportunity?"
Suddenly, he thought of something and abruptly rolled up his sleeves.
On both arms appeared two distinctly different dragon tattoos! The tattoos pulsated slightly, emitting a trace of vitality!
