A vast procession set out from Ascending Dragon Hall for the Elf Race. Although Ascending Dragon Hall had begun focusing on nurturing the younger generation, there were still quite a few senior veterans in the team. The deputy hall master leading them, Wei Yunfan, was also a peak 19.0 expert.
This trip to the Elf Race was mainly to investigate the Elf Race's "true gods," their social structure, and even study the Meme Virus. They might end up uncovering the Elf Race's deepest secrets, so they needed powerful experts to hold the line.
The team flew all the way there. Taking the elves into consideration, they had deployed a flying vessel for this operation.
The team made a slight detour. When they passed in the direction of Zhao State, Chu Fei suddenly said, "Let's go down and investigate. Right, the elves don't need to come down."
At a single word from Chu Fei, the entire team stopped. The experts from Ascending Dragon Hall were somewhat hesitant, and Wei Yunfan hovered in midair as he asked, "Chu Fei, will the curse here affect us?"
"No. There may be some effects on-site, but once we leave this place, we'll be fine."
The humans immediately felt relieved. The upper ranks of this team were quite aware of Chu Fei's identity. He was now a core research expert of Ascending Dragon Hall. If Chu Fei said there was no problem, then there truly was no problem.
But the elves were no fools either. The breathtakingly beautiful elf leading them immediately spoke—in Chinese, no less. "Why does the curse here not affect you, while it is a death sentence for elves?"
Chu Fei glanced at the elf leader. Although he had seen her every day recently, every glance still left him stunned by her beauty.