The Divine Dao Sect's message had only been sent for a few breaths.
With a sharp whoosh, Yi Feng, riding a snail, actually arrived before them. Everyone was delighted and shaken, hurrying forward to salute him.
"Senior Yi..."
Before they could finish, Yi Feng leaped off the snail and urgently questioned them.
"Where is he? Where is he?"
"Who wants to smash the place up?"
That impatient, battle-hungry aura left the Divine Dao Sect members clicking their tongues in amazement. Yet, considering that the other party came from the Meteor God Palace, they did not dare point them out rashly.
The leading elder signaled with his eyes and looked reverently toward the sky.
Seeing that reverent attitude,
Yi Feng was somewhat puzzled and followed their gazes upward.
Only then did he discover a young master standing in the air. Several old men accompanied him behind and on either side, all looking exceedingly formidable. With their hands behind their backs and their eyes lowered, they examined him without any intention of descending, as though standing upon the same ground as others would be a desecration of their status.
One look told him they had something to them!
Yi Feng's heart grew hot at the sight.
He had rushed over at top speed upon receiving the message to save the day. It seemed he had come to the right place this time.
As he raised his eyes to look,
the people behind him grew even more tense. The elder quietly moved closer and revealed startling information.
"Senior!"
"This young master is a disciple of the legendary Meteor God Palace. Moreover, his father holds the position of elder. His status is exalted and his strength towers over the heavens. Senior, please act with utmost caution..."
Yi Feng froze upon hearing this.
"Meteor God