Battle in the Ancient Dream Realm

After the Demigod Forgotten Garden, Zhao Feng’s state of existence, body, and soul had all reached an entirely new level, and he felt like it was much easier to handle the Ancient Dream Realm compared to before.

“If I just stand still, I can stay here for a day or two without any trouble.”

Zhao Feng slowly walked forward and scanned around cautiously with his God’s Spiritual Eye.

Last time he was here, he met an ancient bird that was even stronger than a King. It was hard to imagine how strong the bigger beasts might be; therefore, Zhao Feng was extremely careful and wary.

Ta! Ta! Ta!

Zhao Feng’s footsteps were stable and solid. If he felt tired, he would sit down and recover.

Breathing the aura of the Ancient Dream Realm cleansed Zhao Feng’s body, bloodline, and even his soul, but the effect was now much weaker. After all, Zhao Feng’s state of existence and soul had now reached the level of a King.