Feng Wanxia came out of the alliance and called for a beast carriage. She handed one spirit stone over and told it to go towards the battle palace.

“Motherfucker, how did you get on?” Feiyun shouted after seeing a certain someone.

“Who is your mother?” Grandpa Yu got on the carriage before these two. He was hiding in a corner with his hands covered by the sleeves. He sincerely asked once more.

Feiyun got tired of the old man and ignored him. He sat down with Feng Wanxia and began talking about the battle palace.

“The battle palace has many locations across Sixth Central. There are more than 700 in Season alone. Of course, the one in this city is where the experts gather. Many ancestors would come to test their might.”

“Its background is frightening, I think a noble faction is behind it so no one dares to...