Ye Feng and Hu Feifei kept fleeing.
Only after confirming that the Clan Leader of the Sky-Worshipper Clan was unable to find their traces, did they return to the Origin Universe.
"Let's continue the planning, haha!"
Ye Feng, while understanding the situation here, issued systems to those manipulated by fate. Soon they shouted, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years to the west, don't look down on the poor youth!" and rose strongly.
A sliver of the Source of Time flowed in.
Ye Feng gathered it up and did not disdain it.
Even mosquito legs are meat.
Nowadays, he receives on average over ten thousand points of Source of Time daily, relying on the accumulation of countless individuals.
A nine-layered platform starts from building up with earth.
A journey of a thousand miles begins beneath one's feet.
Cultivation requires accumulating bit by bit.
"So that's how it is!"
