In the Kunlun of China and above the East Sea, the mysterious islands emitted sounds of amazement and inexplicable sighs.
At the same time, when Xiao Yifeng's three children were under attack.
While cultivating the Dragon Spirit Art, he shuddered, suddenly feeling as if someone stabbed his heart, causing immense pain, and his breath became disorderly.
"Kid, hold your breath, focus, don't panic!"
Long Qian quickly reminded him.
Xiao Yifeng promptly steadied his mind and resumed his cultivation, unsure why his heart ached.
"Could it be someone close to me is in trouble?"
Xiao Yifeng silently guessed, but without clarity, he could only continue cultivating the Dragon Spirit Art.
If Xiao Yifeng knew his three children were mysteriously captured by a strong force.
He certainly wouldn't be as calmly cultivating as he was now, but who knows how long it will be before he learns of this.
Suddenly, a new day began.
