บท 508: Golden Sun Sacred City

In the air above a stream in the northern part of the Middle Continent, the six from the Canopy Great Country were seated on their flying steeds as they headed toward their destination.

Zhao Feng was quietly cultivating most of the time. Ever since he returned from the Purple Saint Ruins, he had been comprehending the inheritances of the Wind Lightning Stone Tablet and the Ice Imperial Spear.

The former was his cultivation technique while the latter helped his bloodline power.

Zhao Feng mainly focused on the Wind Lightning Stone Tablet because it was more complete.

Not many inheritances could compare to the speed of the Wind Lightning Emperor.

The Ice Imperial Spear’s information was blurry and incomplete, so he mainly focused on how to use this Earth-Grade weapon.

Zhao Feng’s power of wind and lightning had a faint purple aura that replaced about one-twentieth of the azure color.