Ren Feifan looked at the Little Sapling and found that it had completely dimmed. It was obviously because it had used its power today. To revive it, he had to find something with strong spiritual energy.
Since the Little Sapling was unreliable, Ren Feifan could only summon Feng Qingyang from the mysterious space.
"Elder Wind, I have something I want to inquire about."
A rolling white mist surrounded Ren Feifan.
As the white mist dissipated, Feng Qingyang stood in the distance.
Feng Qingyang was dressed in white, carrying a huge sword box on his back. His clothes and hair flowed freely, unbound, and fluttered slightly. His powerful aura was imposing.
"Sect Leader." Feng Qingyang was about to speak when he suddenly made a slight noise of surprise, "The Sect Leader's aura has actually grown stronger by two whole realms, could it be..."
