Luo Feng's expression changed sharply. He opened his eyes and sprang to his feet, looking toward the border between the God Realm and the Origin Continent.
"He's trying to refine and merge with the Source World." Luo Feng's face darkened, but resolve shone in his eyes. "I'm afraid I'm the only one in this Source World who can stand against him, even briefly. I have to stop him."
Luo Feng stepped outside and immediately saw the Frost Lord and Bai Bing. It seemed they had been waiting for some time.
"I've prepared a feast here for your return in triumph," the Frost Lord said with a faint smile. "I believe in you."
"Starlight, we'll win. I believe in you too," Bai Bing said. He was now a Supreme himself, but he could not help.
"I'll come back!" Luo Feng nodded firmly, then vanished.
Watching the spot where Luo Feng had disappeared, the Frost Lord turned his gaze toward the Primordial Mountain Realm. Worry lurked in his eyes.
He believed in Luo Feng, but knowing how terrifying He Tianxun was, he still thought Luo Feng's chances of winning were slim.
Not long after Luo Feng left, the Peerless City Lord and Jiushan arrived at Frost City in succession.
"The moment has finally come. Let's wait here for his triumphant return. Right now, all we can do is believe in him." Jiushan also looked toward the Primordial Mountain Realm. He had been the first to learn what was happening, through a message from Xiang He.
"Believe in him. We'll win," the Peerless City Lord said.
The Frost Lord, Jiushan, the Peerless City Lord, and Bai Bing sat around the table. The seat of honor remained empty, reserved for Luo Feng's triumphant return.
The table was laden with food and wine, but none