According to Zhao Feng’s thoughts, it would be better if the Purple Saint Partial Spirit teleported him to a more accurate place.
The Sacred True Dragon Gathering had most likely ended and Zhao Feng’s head would hurt from being questioned by everyone.
After all, the inheritance he entered was unknown and Zhao Feng didn’t know how to explain where Zhao Yufei went as this regarded massive secrets.
The place he really wanted to go to wasn’t the ancient arena nor the Canopy Great Country but his hometown.
Thinking back how he had traveled towards the Canopy Great Country, it was due to the situation in his hometown.
Before he left the new Clan Master ‘Haiyun Master’ of the Broken Moon Clan had sent killers after him across the Thirteen Countries.
Now.
Zhao Feng estimated the time was ripe and his strength was enough to return to the Cloud area.
“You’re asking for more than I thought, but I have a Purple Saint Token here which is comparable to a dimension marking.”
