“It is Feng Feiyun!”

Dong Feng Jingshui gently whispered while his crimson cloak fluttered in the wind.

In the far distance, illuminated by a buddhist lamp, the front door of the buddhist pagoda was opened and issued a creaking sound. Feng Feiyun went out from inside the pagoda.

Feng Feiyun, with his sharp eyebrows, was seemingly very heroic. His clothes were neat and clean, and he was handsome with a hidden charm of depth. Covered with an unprecedented powerful aura, it was as if he had become one with the dao of the heaven and earth.

Each of his movements had its own law, like a Giant that had cultivated for several hundred years.

Many people had never seen Feng Feiyun so they subtly guessed the identity of the youth that came out from the buddhist pagoda. As for the ones who knew Feng Feiyun, they were extremely surprised and alarmed by his sudden change.

This person was only a junior who was chased around the entire Violet Firmament...