Demigod Forgotten Garden

Within the Golden Mountain Sect’s Spiritual Peak, Zhao Feng took out the Purple Saint Token in the guest room.

“Now that I’ve arrived at the True Martial Sacred Land, the most important task right now is to contact Duanmu Qing.”

Zhao Feng put his Spiritual Sense into the Purple Saint Token.

He tried to send information through the Purple Saint Token to the Purple Saint Ruins, which was extremely far away. If he could somehow contact the Purple Saint Partial Spirit, he might be able to see Duanmu Qing quickly.

Although the Golden Mountain Sect had methods of contacting Duanmu Qing, Zhao Feng wouldn’t put all his hope and fate on someone else.

However, there was no response even after a long time.

Maybe the Purple Saint Ruins was too far away, or maybe the Spiritual Sacred Land was a separate dimension that made it hard for information to travel out.

Half a day later, Zhao Feng tried again multiple times, but it was like sinking stones into the ocean.

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