Drunken God Perfume

Although he was facing the questioning and raging expressions of the group, Zhao Feng didn’t feel much pressure. The only thought going through his mind was that the strength of the stone sign wasn’t something he could break.

Then how did the stone sign crack and a light imprint of his palm get imprinted into it?

Zhao Feng’s God's Spiritual Eye was sure that the moment he reached out his hand, the imprint of his palm had already existed. It would be really hard to realise this if one didn’t look closely.

Following this, the azure robed person and Bi Qiaoyu both put their palms on the stone sign and a weird feeling arose. However, there wasn’t any shaking like before.

“This stone sign should be one of the opening points of the treasury and can cause unforeseeable danger.”

The azure robed daoist said as he coldly glared at Zhao Feng.

This daoist specialised in all sorts of tricks which even made the pirates fear and wary of him.