Sent Flying

Using the God’s Spiritual Eye’s super eyesight, Zhao Feng pulled further and further away from the people of the Black Cliff Palace.

In terms of eye sight, nothing surpassed Zhao Feng’s God’s Spiritual Eye, including the black demon crow in the sky that belonged to the Black Cliff Palace.

However, in the Purple Saint Ruins, Zhao Feng’s God’s Spiritual Eye was also restricted and felt hard pressed after two hundred or so miles.

On the way Zhao Feng was very careful as there wasn’t just the Black Cliff Palace around. Furthermore, the ruins were also very dangerous.

Zhao Feng travelled four to five hundred miles and finally found a quiet and calm spot.

“I’ll first increase my cultivation. The lightning bone and water heart pulse of the Blackpool lightning crocodile will make things much easier.”

Zhao Feng walked into a stealthy cave.

In this dangerous Purple Saint Ruins with no one to guard and protect him, cultivating in seclusion was extremely dangerous.