บท 648: I... am Leng San

As soon as the door closed, the King-Moving Dragon, almost the size of the meeting hall, shook for a moment. Still, it was not too alarming for the nearly forty experts inside (there were also some golden-masked men and silver-masked men, who followed some elders).

Those who were inside could only sense the slightest vibration.

Then, Leng San opened the door of the runic room to the outside, which at this time, was a large courtyard instead of the meeting hall, dazzling everyone who followed Leng San.

“Th... this place!! It is not the meeting hall of the Divine Bird Sect!!”

“It's incredible. In less than one breath-time, we appear at another place.”

The reaction of everyone who first came across the power of the teleporting runic room was no different because it was a miraculous power that had never been seen in the martial world before.