"What?" Duan Henghe's face changed drastically, his pupils horrified. Only then did he feel as if awakening from a nightmare, recalling that Chen Fei held those two terrifyingly powerful magical treasures in his hands.
"Naturally." Chen Fei smiled, without hesitation, he retrieved the Lizhen Furnace and the Octagonal Mystic Tower and tossed them in the direction of Zhen Jingkong.
With a swoosh, a radiant rainbow swept up, carrying the Lizhen Furnace and Octagonal Mystic Tower. After more than two hundred years, they finally returned to the hands of Zhen Jingkong.
"Old friends, it's been a while." Feeling the exceedingly familiar powerful fluctuations, Zhen Jingkong squinted his eyes and smiled, speaking softly.
Buzz! Buzz!
Both the Lizhen Furnace and Octagonal Mystic Tower began to hum at this moment! They seemed extremely excited.
