"Feng Changqing, from today onwards, you will be the Tianfeng tribe's emissary of River Lethe. You will be responsible for patrolling River Lethe. Whether you live or die will be up to your fate. If you can come to your senses one day, you might be exempted from punishment."
Feng Qinglei held the seal of River Lethe and said calmly.
After saying that, he then gestured for Feng Yuan to take the other party away from the ancestral shrine.
After the two of them left, Feng Qinglei's gaze landed on Feng Zhentian once again. His eyes revealed an unfathomable emotion.
"Zhentian, according to what I told you before, you should immediately head to the Qingshan tribe on the Great Green Mountain and find out more about the Qingshan Demonic God. If you can confirm that the shocking changes in the Qingshan tribe are all due to the Qingshan Demonic God, then come back as soon as possible. At that time, we can also make early preparations," He ordered in a deep voice.