Chapter 1839
- “How... how is that possible?” Old Fei, Kong Feiling, Huang Yunhu, and company from the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan were dazed.
- Cold sweat appeared on Gu Chaozhi’s forehead. He felt that this Zhao Feng was too mysterious and terrifying, and he couldn’t help but feel lucky that he didn’t attack Zhao Feng before.
- “I can only promise to do my best to try to get the Evil God Crystal for you.” Zhao Feng let out a breath.