"Mm-hm!"
Qin Feng nodded.
Just like that, the two of them flew downward.
Tang San and the others in the God Domain had long been waiting.
After all, the outcome of their battle represented the life or death of the entire Spirit Ring God Domain.
Everyone wanted to know the final result.
"Sigh, I wonder whether Feng Ge is doing well up there."
Ning Rongrong spoke, her entire being filled with worry.
Although she had not yet reached the Overgod level,
she knew how terrifying a Fourth Grade Overgod was.
"I don't know. What do you think we should do if Feng Ge loses?"
Fatty looked at everyone and asked.
"You damned fatty, can't you think of something good for once? Why do you keep talking about death?"
After hearing Fatty's words, everyone rolled their eyes at him.
It was as if they were saying, Are you cursing him?
Even Bai Chenxiang could not help rolling her eyes at Fatty.
"I-I was only talking about the possibility! It is one possible outcome, isn't it?!"
Seeing everyone look at him like that,
Fatty was utterly helpless.
He felt that he had not said anything wrong.
After all, it was a possibility.
He had merely voiced that possibility.
"Even if it is, you can't say it!"
Several of the women glared at Fatty.
Feng Ge was their hope now.
They absolutely could not allow anything to happen to him.
"Look!"
Suddenly, Tang San's voice rang out.
He pointed at the sky, where a streak of light seemed to be descending!
"Has someone come back?!"
Everyone also saw a streak of light coming down from the Purple River.
But the distance was simply too great.
So they had no idea who that streak of light was.
"It's the Young Master! The Young Master