"This world, has no existence that can threaten me," Ye Feng said indifferently.
His current self, is cultivating the "Hand of Myriad Transformations" Middle Volume, mastering numerous forces of reality.
Though he appears like a mortal, countless laws fortify him, truly rendering him invincible in this world.
"Woof woof woof!"
The Big Yellow Dog barked excitedly, indicating its understanding.
Half an hour later.
Mortal City, in front of the city gate.
Ye Feng looked up at the city tower which was more magnificent than fifty-three years ago, noting several cultivators nearby who could fly with their swords, their strength comparable to the Element Gathering Realm.
"So much change in just a few decades!"
Ye Feng remarked.
The old lady by the roadside overheard and laughed, "Young man, you don't look old at all? Could it be that your elder visited Mortal City decades ago?"
"Something like that," Ye Feng smiled.
Shoo!
