Three days later, a figure swiftly crossed through the icy snow-covered terrain, leaving a trail of footprints only about an inch deep on the thick snow surface. This person's movement technique was evidently extremely profound.
The ordinary face was of the type that one would forget at a glance, nothing remarkable, but the eyes as bright as stars and the resolute gaze made him stand out.
This person was Zhou Feng. At this point, it had been three days since the day Zhou Yuheng was bitten to death. In these three days, Zhou Feng had used two days to completely refine the strange dispersing green mist in his Dantian. After restoring his Inner Qi, he spent another day healing all the big and small injuries on his body. Then, after determining the direction, he speedily hurried towards Nanli City!
Feeling the items in his chest, Zhou Feng found he had gained some more belongings.
