“Would it be possible, young child, to share the details of the pocket dimension’s interior?” The Frostfeather Saint suddenly spoke up.

“Hm?” Blinking, Li Chengfeng looked first to Ge Yiyun for confirmation. When he received one, he turned back to face the Frostfeather Saint with a polite bow. “Yes, of course. This junior will prepare a jade slip for senior Frostfeather to peruse at once.”

The Frostfeather Saint nodded and glanced to Shen Pojun. “You must be as unwilling to give up this chance as I am. Why not travel together if you are interested?”

The Frostfeather Saint was already adamant on heading to the pocket dimension to retrieve the remains of the Dragon Saint King. His goal wasn’t the Supreme Saint’s Inheritance, but the Dragon Saint King himself.

Even dead, the Dragon Saint King held a great amount...