On this day, an arc of lightning entered the limitless ocean.
Whoosh!
A purple-haired youth was floating in the air, and a small silver-gray cat sat on his shoulder. He gave one last deep glance toward the Azure Flower Continent before scarlet wings formed behind his back as he headed out.
The human and cat were obviously Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat.
When his cultivation dropped to the half-step King realm, Zhao Feng found that all his aspects were weakening even quicker than before. Void God Realm Kings had stronger resistance against the Cursed Words of Death. In other words, if an Ascended Realm cultivator was hit by the Cursed Words of Death, they would turn into a pile of white bones immediately.
This made Zhao Feng feel a sense of urgency.
"I need to go to the continent zone while I still have some strength," Zhao Feng murmured.