"If there truly exists an Immortal Divine Road, I will come to take you."
Li Hao said.
Feng Boping heard these words and couldn't help but laugh heartily, replying, "Then, I'll be waiting."
Li Hao also chuckled. The two refrained from being overly sentimental and clinked their wine gourds together, pairing it with some fine food, feeling carefree and joyous.
As the time for the Ancient Hall drew nearer, many acquaintances sent messages of concern to Li Hao.
There was Zhan Tan from the Flower Travel Association, the Turquoise Pool from the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, and Ye Ancestor, Green Ancestor, Qing Ying—all of whom had no opportunity to venture to the Ancient Hall but understood the perilous nature of this journey.
"I will wait for your return."
Lin Qingyue transmitted a message to Li Hao through the Saint Token.
Li Hao glanced at it; this journey was fraught with both fortune and misfortune, and he dared not take it lightly.
