"Things that haven't happened yet, who knows, but it's better to be prepared."
Since Wang Sheng said so, Feng naturally dared not inquire further, only following Wang Sheng to the agreed remote starry sky.
Not long after they arrived, Fei Xian Star Lord Long Yue also descended.
Feixian Star, as its name suggests, with Yue being a woman, is naturally an unparalleled beauty.
Her long hair reached her waist, floating like clouds. A white gown, flowing like the wind, as she walked, it was as if she was treading on heavenly clouds, celestial aura swirling around, a sight mortals could only dream of reaching. Her eyes were clear and bright, revealing a mysterious aura, yet shrouded in illusion, impenetrable by anyone.
Behind her, whether by coincidence or not, followed five Twelfth Realm Saint Emperors.
Clearly, the other party's intention was similar to Wang Sheng's.
The moment they met, the air was tense with confrontation.
