Actually, he felt quite contemptuous towards the Barbarian King inside. If not for the Barbarian King clinging to the Supreme Dao, how could he have cultivated Chiyou's True Body to Great Success?
If it weren't for this, the Nine Feng Tribe should be the one governing the Jiuli World.
In terms of seniority, the Nine Feng Tribe is older than the Jiuli Tribe!
Thinking of this, the Five Feng Great Witch recalled when he was young, he also faced rejection from the Supreme Dao.
The other party dismissed him with a single comment that destiny wasn't upon him.
Five Feng wasn't convinced.
The destiny of Five Feng is to not believe in destiny!
Taking a gentle sip of the fine wine used by Mu Sang's ancestor to entertain him, Five Feng said, "Mu Sang, it's been a long time since we last met."
"To report to Five Feng, it's been a total of three thousand two hundred and twenty-three years, nine months, and five days," Mu Sang respectfully responded.
