Zhou Feng was cultivating in the Alchemy Institute when he felt a powerful force pull him to his feet.
...It was Fan Hong...
"Old Zhou, something terrible has happened! We have to go back, now!"
Without giving him a chance to object, Fan Hong grabbed Zhou Feng and dragged him into a mad dash. Once he heard there was trouble, Zhou Feng became anxious too.
When they returned to the Little Holy Hall and saw Ning Zhiquan's body, Zhou Feng froze on the spot. Hex Zui was also on the brink of death.
With no time to be angry, Zhou Feng quickly fed Hex Zui a Pill. He pressed his palms together, and a white light enveloped Hex Zui's wounds. Zhou Feng's expression was grave. 'What a heavy blow. The bastard who did this was too fucking ruthless!'
After bandaging Hex Zui, Zhou Feng was covered in sweat. He turned to look at Ning Zhiquan, his teeth grinding audibly. "Who did this!"
