After Long Xiaao had left, Ling Feng was overjoyed. This time, he could definitely consider it a full return.
Wen Tingguang saw Elders and disciples of nearby sect forces coming towards them, each bowing deeply in reverence. He frowned slightly, grabbed Ling Feng's shoulder, and continued flying in the direction of the Wenxian Sect.
He naturally had little interest in dealing with those third-class sect forces.
Not long after, Wen Tingguang brought Ling Feng to the top of a mountain.
Having battled the Earth Fire Flame Ghost before, he had clearly sustained some injuries. Now, after flying for a while, he immediately felt a wave of weakness all over his body.
"Brother Wen, how are you?"
As soon as they landed, Wen Tingguang staggered a bit, almost falling to the ground. Ling Feng quickly stepped forward to support him, placing his hand on Wen Tingguang's meridian to check for a moment before he was reassured.
