Li Jing bowed to the Jade Emperor, then strode over and said sternly to Wu Feng, "Come with me."
Wu Feng obediently followed Li Jing down a passageway beside them, walking briskly.
The passage was long, but not cramped in the slightest. Instead, it was spacious and brightly lit. Occasionally, Wu Feng could see some immortals' mounts lying by the side.
When those mounts saw Wu Feng, their eyes held a trace of pity as well.
Although Wu Feng knew that he had already fallen into danger, he followed Li Jing without hesitation.
Even though Li Jing remained silent the entire time as he led the way.
After walking for who knew how long, Li Jing suddenly turned around and stopped. Facing Wu Feng, who had also stopped, he said blandly, "This is where my third son lives. You can go in by yourself."
Wu Feng nodded, then walked past Li Jing and was about to enter a room nearby when Li Jing called out to him.
Li Jing suddenly asked, "You—you're Wu Feng?"
Wu Feng turned around and said solemnly to Li Jing, "I am Wu Feng. May I ask where the Heavenly King heard my name?"
Li Jing shook his head. "I heard my third son mention you. He said you would definitely come looking for him. I don't even know why."
After saying these inexplicable words, Li Jing left without hesitation.
Wu Feng had no choice but to turn around and enter the room.
The room was less than thirty square meters. Inside was only a simple bed, and a little child sat cross-legged on it. After Wu Feng entered, the child's tightly closed eyes opened.
The moment Wu Feng saw the child, his heart stirred.
A powerful, indescribable aura enveloped the child. His expression was cold