Cultivation

“Are you willing to come with us and go to the continent zone?”

Duanmu Qing looked at Zhao Feng with a serious expression.

The dimension was dead-silent as Duanmu Qing and the Purple Saint Partial Spirit both awaited Zhao Feng’s reply. Zhao Yufei’s face was slightly red, and she lowered her head shyly and bit her lips. It was obvious that she was nervous.

At this moment in time, all of them were waiting for Zhao Feng. Emotions flickered across Zhao Feng’s face before he took a deep breath.

“Zhao Feng, if you come with me to the continent zone, the threat from the Emperor of Death will be reduced dramatically.”

Duanmu Qing said.

Everyone present knew about the Pursuit of Death.