Chu Feng couldn’t hold it in any longer. He wanted to go on a killing spree and hunt down the gods from the Yang realm!
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In the mountains, there were small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, and pavilions. The Misty Mist made it seem like a magnificent fairyland.
Chu Feng sat under an ancient tree that had been struck by lightning. Although there were black scorch marks, the branches still sprouted. The tree was full of verdant green and bore some bright yellow fruits.
He was checking the Little Daoist’s physical condition. The Little Daoist’s physical constitution was excellent and his soul light was astonishingly strong. Once he broke through the womb enchantment, he would definitely undergo a super evolution.
Chu Feng sighed lightly and brought back a few talisman papers. However, he had no way to give them to him now. The Little Daoist hadn’t awakened yet and was only a child. He didn’t know the importance of talisman papers at all.
