Su Fan waved at the two of them, then entered that gloomy and terrifying valley.
At that moment, sinister winds howled through the valley, accompanied by ghostly wails and wolfish cries.
He sat cross-legged on the stone platform and glanced at the oil-lamp treasure beside him.
Inside the lampstand, Evil Buddha Wang De and Ji Feng sat facing each other, drinking Spirit Tea, while Old Dragon Li Gao sprawled on the reclining chair in the distance. The two sides acted as though the other did not exist.
"Brat, why have you come again..." Old Wang said irritably.
After hearing Old Wang's words, Su Fan ignored him and instead looked toward Ji Feng, a trace of anticipation in his eyes.
"I'm going to Guangwu Heaven. I hope you can help me..."
Ji Feng hurriedly stood up and said respectfully, "I will certainly do everything in my power..."
Although he was also a member of the Celestial Race, he was now even more tireless than Su Fan when it came to harming his own kind.
Ji Feng knew very well that his fate was now tied to Su Fan's.
Besides, his days were going fairly well. At least, he had retained his Yin God. Unless some major change occurred, it would have little impact on his path.
Ji Feng understood perfectly well what value he had here: helping Su Fan wreak havoc among their fellow clansmen.
"Brat, did you use my remains to refine a few treasures...?"
At that moment, Old Dragon Li Gao, who was sprawled on the reclining chair in the distance, spoke up.
Su Fan hurriedly replied, "This junior's artifact-refining skills are inadequate. I hope I haven't embarrassed myself before Senior..."
"Enough with the nonsense. Bring over the things you refined and let me have a look..."
Hearing Old