When dusk descended, the trio finally left Wang Wu Mountain and entered a small old town. The bustling crowd was slowly resounding in their ears.

They finally made it to Green Maple Town.

Even though the town was small, it had everything!

Feng Feiyun had been here for five days and was gradually adapting to everything.

With his eyes closed and legs crossed while his hands were slightly folded in front of his chest, lights were condensing in his hands, exuding some sparkling lights. His palms slowly pushed outward and unleashed a strike that struck three meters away, hitting an iron bell as big as a head and created a buzzing sound.

He recalled his palms and opened his eyes!

“Yes! Finally restored three parts of my power!”

Feng Feiyun felt the blood in his body flowing everywhere and his veins were filled with spirit energy.

“Creaking!”

The door of the wooden storage room was opened, letting a ray of sunshine in.

“Hey, still alive?”

Ji Xiaonu stood at the door while loudly asking Feng Feiyun.

“Can’t die just yet, I’m still alive. At this moment, I feel as...