Ye Feng returned to Misty Peak.
For others, Feng Chuan was the Saint Heir of Wanzong Holy Land, but for Ye Feng, he was just a tool.
Once his usefulness was drained dry, he could be discarded without a second thought.
Feng Chuan did not know that the moment he caught Ye Feng's attention, his tragic fate was already sealed.
Rip!
The void was suddenly torn apart.
Ye Feng looked towards the source of the sound and saw Hu Feifei returning to the peak top, shouldering the Hunyuan Staff with a smile on her face.
[Hu Feifei's Upgrade Energy: 90%]
"90% upgrade energy… Could it be that you've reached the limit of the Crimson Moon Gate?"
Ye Feng asked.
"Yeah, no matter how much I pound on the Crimson Moon Gate, I can't absorb any more energy," Hu Feifei nodded.
Ye Feng said, "It seems the wool from the Crimson Moon Gate has been completely sheared by you, leaving no reason for its existence."
"Then, let me go blow it up!" Hu Feifei was excited.