The youths suppressed their curiosity and felt that the “Floating Crest Palace” was even more mysterious.
Zhao Feng’s sharp eyes felt an ancient feel as he scanned the Floating Crest Palace and his left eye jumped.
On the way, the view made all the other youths open their eyes in awe.
Deacon Qiu finally arranged where the 21 youths would sleep and Zhao Feng and the other two had already said goodbye to Lord Guanjun.
Lord Guanjun looked at Zhao Feng deeply before leaving. The figure going further and further away seemed to be lodged in Zhao Feng’s heart.
“Not only will I complete Master’s wish, I’ll also step into the peak of this generation.” Zhao Feng clenched his two fists as his blood boiled.