This powerful Qi Fortune made him feel something indescribable.
But this so-called Immortal Envoy was unaware.
In the Heaven Realm.
Above the Nine Heavens.
Countless palaces stood upon the clouds.
If Zhao Feng could see this scene, he would surely be shocked.
Because this was the Heavenly Palace he had learned about in mythology, and before his eyes was the South Heavenly Gate.
Guarded by numerous Heavenly Soldiers.
Although dressed in white battle armor, they did not exude any sacred aura; on the contrary, they were filled with Blood Qi and a devouring Demonic Qi.
Inside the Heavenly Palace.
Palace of the Polestar.
A resplendent hall stood like a Magical Treasure, capable of dominating the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Under its resplendence was a Heavenly Court oppression, appearing extremely majestic and sacred.
But beneath this holiness was hidden a blood-red Demonic Qi, making the place incredibly cold.
Inside the hall.
Numerous Heavenly Court Immortals and Gods gathered.
