The cold qi seeping into the bones is akin to a bone-invading scourge; removing such a stubborn disease will take some time.
Under Feng Wuheng's gaze, Du Yu casually swung up the Void Axe and walked into nothingness.
Such a scene made Feng Wuheng sigh inwardly.
Du Yu's growth speed is simply visible to the naked eye!
Not long ago, he still needed to tear open a spatial rift to pick up Du Yu from under Kunlun Mountain.
In just over three months, Du Yu has already acquired such heaven-reaching means...
"Hehe." On an empty beach, Feng Wuheng laughed and shook his head, and with a casual wave, a spatial rift quietly tore open.
Du Yu did not know how much inner shock he brought to Elder Feng.
At this moment, he stepped directly into the Cold Lake Sword Realm, stepping onto the huge sword handle.
This journey has two purposes.
One is to send the Celestial Cyan Porcelain to the bottom of the Cold Lake and continue to delve into demon skills.
