Hearing this, Zou Feng initially wanted to ask why they hadn't launched the decisive battle earlier and insisted on dragging it out until now. Just as he was about to speak, he changed his mind and dropped the idea. He figured that asking would be pointless; it likely involved some profoundly mysterious reasons he couldn't comprehend at the moment anyway.
"Go..."
As he said this, Yan Canglan's voice grew distant. Clearly, this wisp of his Divine Thought had already departed.
Zou Feng bowed to the empty void once more in gratitude. When he looked up again, the auspicious clouds had scattered. He found himself floating in the air not far from the Holy Lotus.
The Undying Master was the first to fly over. He looked Zou Feng up and down, then raised an eyebrow. "Eh? He actually didn't pass down the Profound Nether Undying Golden Body to you, but the Ancient Demon-Suppressing Golden Body instead? However, for the Sect Leader to make such a decision, he must have his reasons..."
