C39 (1/2)

”Father, we're not staying in the city to cultivate. What are we doing in this valley?” After walking in such an uncomfortable environment for the most part of the night, Zhao Lun's tone was already filled with restlessness.

”There's still three days until the Flying Cloud Sect Assessment, right?” Zhao Dapeng raised his head to look at the sky, and after confirming his location, he looked at his son and slowly spoke.

”Yeah, there are only three days left.”

”Can you break through from Qi Condensation to Qi Refinement in three days?” Zhao Dapeng suddenly asked.

”How is this possible? Forget about suddenly entering the Meditation Stage, even if you want to raise your cultivation by a small realm, you need the help of a Profound Rank medicine to do it. ”

Zhao Lun looked at Ye Feng. Clearly, he was not willing to forget about the ”Golden Ginseng King”.

”That's good. ”Don't talk nonsense. Follow me. If your luck is good, not only will you all be able to enter the Qi Refining stage, but I will also have the hope of stepping into the Xiantian realm!” Zhao Dapeng's anticipating words surprised the two people behind him.

”Really?”

Zhao Lun's mind shook.

Zhao Dapeng nodded his head in silence, he stopped in his tracks and observed the positions of the stars, flying forward left and right, his body releasing a burst of sharp Qi that pointed straight ahead, like an invisible sword, opening up a path for people to go forward.

The higher the terrain, the stronger the wind, dispersing the rain and fog.

As the sky gradually brightened, the surroundings also became drier and drier. And when the first ray of sunlight spilled down from the horizon, the figures of Ye Feng and the other two had already appeared on a protruding cliff on the mountain peak.

It was impossible for him to climb the mountain all night just to watch the sunrise.

Ye Feng stared at Zhao Dapeng who had stopped in his tracks, quietly waiting for him to speak.

”Rays of multicolored light, a thread of sunrise.”

Looking at the color of the sky, Zhao Dapeng said slowly with an expressionless face: ”It's almost time.”

As time passed, the sunlight began to move slowly in a certain direction and gradually became thicker and shorter.

Suddenly, in front of the mountain wall where the three of them were standing, the sunlight shined upon the pure white jade-like mountain rock, transforming it into a golden pillar of light. Soon after, Ye Feng felt a part of the body suddenly turn black, and then strangely congealed into a wheel sized illusion.

It was like opening a door of darkness within a mountain.

Zhao Dapeng's narrowed eyes suddenly widened, as he strode towards the ball of light and shadow.

”Follow this, this is the Magic Formation carved by the previous generation of sects.”

As he spoke, a cold wind rose up from the cliff, and it seemed as if a hole had been opened in it. His figure passed through the stone wall, disappearing in an instant.

Ye Feng and Zhao Lun also did not hesitate as they followed Zhao Dapeng into the light and shadow.

As soon as he entered, the view in front of him immediately changed.

This place was no longer the summit of the mountain, but a valley that was flat on the ground. It gave people a distinct feeling that an ancient aura was spreading to the entire valley.

Ye Feng frowned slightly as he looked at the land in front of him with a serious expression.

Separated by the boundaries of the times, the Magic Formation left behind by an ancient sect caused his heart to be filled with reverence.

In front of him, Zhao Dapeng's face also flushed red.