Soaring Cultivation
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Around the altar, a massive formation had been erected, completely obscuring the area.
Chen Fei stood in front of the altar, watching the ripples emanating from within, his eyes narrowing slightly.
In the records Chen Fei had perused, there was no mention of this phenomenon.
Chen Fei's gaze shifted upward. Was it because this spatial passage had fused with the altar, triggering a special reaction?
The ripples on the altar became increasingly frequent, and the faint outlines within started to become clearer.
"It seems like something is about to emerge."
Yan Yinwen stood beside Chen Fei, his brow furrowed.
While Min Yanlu and Master Haiyue went to reclaim the Thousand Feathers Alliance, Yan Yinwen found it uninteresting and returned to the altar, standing guard here with Chen Fei.
"Step back first!"
Chen Fei whispered, his figure sliding backward several miles, leaving only his clone in the front.