Yue Shaochong, although he had heard Shi Feng say there would be no danger, and although he already knew that Shi Feng's Spiritual Sense was sharp enough to help him avoid three crises, was still concerned about his own life, especially since the scene where over five hundred Martial Artists had disappeared and their bodies had been torn apart was still vivid in his mind.
As Yue Shaochong descended, he remained alert at all times.
However, just as he was following Shi Feng halfway down, nothing untoward had occurred yet.
"Could it really be as Little Shi Feng said, that there really is no danger anymore?" Yue Shaochong muttered under his breath, now much calmer, as he continued to follow Shi Feng downward.
Shi Feng, dressed in white, had a calm expression. As they neared the colossal Bronze Palace, he left Yue Shaochong behind and rapidly descended, landing on the top of the Bronze Palace in the blink of an eye.
