Battle Through the Heavens: Han Feng Here, Respecting the Teacher and Valuing the Dao

The Bodhi Ancient Tree put away the token, then expressed its farewell to Han Feng.

Han Feng cupped his hands in salute.

With unspoken understanding, both sides fled into the distance at the same time.

On his way back, Han Feng glanced at the crowd in the distance and sighed softly.

Those people would probably make this trip for nothing.

He wondered whether, after this blunder, they would condemn the Appraisal Pavilion.

After leaving the Barbaric Ancient Region, Han Feng pondered for a moment before forming enormous Dou Qi characters at the entrance to the region, blotting out the sky.

"The Bodhi Ancient Tree is not here."

The massive words hung in midair. Though he did not know whether those fanatical treasure hunters would stop because of them, they could at least discourage some people from blindly following the crowd.

On his way back, Han Feng decided to first visit the Western Region.

He had yet to deliver the Nine-Colored Energy that Cai'er had entrusted him to give Medusa.

Central Plains, Western Region.

Snake Mountain.

Ever since Medusa had brought the Snake People Tribe here, they had lived and multiplied for quite some time.

After the passage of time, the oldest generation of snake people had gradually adapted to life here.

There was no other reason—the living environment of Snake Mountain was far better than that of the Tagor Desert.

The old snake people who had once opposed the migration enjoyed themselves now as much as they had resisted it back then.

When Han Feng arrived, he spread out his Spiritual Sense and quickly found Medusa.

At that moment, Medusa was cultivating within the royal palace and had not noticed Han Feng's arrival.

Han Feng took a walk around the area before sending her a message as a brief reminder.