Ye Shen smiled approvingly: "You are more talented than me. At a young age, your artistic conception has already reached the level of perfection."

"With the help of Shui Jing, it will only be a matter of time before I get that precious sword and surpass myself in my heyday."

Chen Feng bowed respectfully: "Thank you, senior!"

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he slowly opened his eyes.

The immortal power of the stars in his body turned into a long river, all flowing into the Holy Sky Water Mirror.

The water mirror swelled in the storm, and a two-meter-high portal opened in front of him, and he stepped straight into it.

Until the last person walked into the portal, the water mirror continued to shrink, escaped into the portal, and disappeared.

Zhai Changzun sighed: "Yexianting has more than one entrance."

"The entrance to the East Wasteland has been sealed for many years, and no one has been in for a long time."

"Presumably, many cultivators have already targeted Ye Xianting, right?"

…

In the void corridor.

While several people were on their way, they asked about what happened during this time.

After listening to Chen Feng's words, everyone suddenly felt a sense of change in their hearts.

Looking back, it’s been a hundred years!

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed: "Time flies, so many things have happened!"

An Lao smiled slightly, breaking the sad atmosphere, and said with a happy smile:

"Your current state has long gone beyond what we could understand back then. I dare not even think about it, let alone see it."

Hua Ruyan said curiously: "Sir, how strong are you now?"

Chen Feng pondered for a moment and was at a loss for words. He didn't even know how to describe it to them.

After a moment, he smiled and said: "To make it easy to understand, with my current strength, I can basically smash the Dragon Vein Continent with one palm, so it won't be a big problem."
Chapter completed!