Utilizing his footwork, in just a moment, he caught sight of the low buildings of Mountain Pass District. Wang Anfeng didn't stop, stepping inside, he immediately smelled a pervasive and lingering strange odor.
With a slight furrow of his brow, Wang Anfeng waved his right hand, his sleeve vibrating, performing the Wudang Zixiao Palace technique Brushing Spring Snow, dispelling the odor.
Immediately, he stepped forward, his toe lightly touching the doorpost, his figure seemingly stepping on flat ground, with some tapping sounds, he leaped up. Within his eyes, there was a hidden spiritual brilliance, utilizing the pupil skill by moonlight, he took in the entire look of the District Market.
