The future confrontation with those Demon Immortals will not necessarily end in defeat.
The Qi Fortune of the Shenzhou Human Race still persists, Zhao Feng has ample time for cultivation.
The future, indeed remains uncertain.
"Elder, with your words."
"I suddenly feel a heavy burden upon me." Zhao Feng said with a wry smile.
Originally, Zhao Feng thought he was invincible in the Mortal World, no, maybe even unfalteringly mighty in Shenzhou.
Yet, upon hearing Guiguzi's description of what lies beyond Shenzhou, even the legendary Earth Immortal Realm and Heaven Realm.
Where humans are eaten, their blood drunk, and the hearts and livers of young children served with wine.
Just imagining such scenes sends chills down one's spine.
Such scenes, hard to believe!
This has induced in Zhao Feng an urgent desire to enhance his strength.
His current strength seems insufficient, far from enough.
"Do you wish to watch Shenzhou fall helplessly?"
