King Eye

Chapter 630 - 630 Disciple Ceremony

?Chapter 630: Disciple Ceremony Chapter 630: Disciple Ceremony In the center of the Sacred Land, the three main Spiritual Peaks seemed to connect to the heavens.

The centermost one that was in ruins was the Ten Thousand Ancient Sacred Peak.

The left and right main Spiritual Peaks were held by the two three-star forces.

The left main Spiritual Peak was the Mystic True Sacred Clan’s territory.

On top of the Mystic True Sacred Clan’s main Spiritual Peak, within a pure, clean, and elegant room, Zhao Feng’s heart jumped up and down as he looked at the white-haired man in front of him with respect.

This was Duanmu Qing.

Duanmu Qing’s hair was pure white, and his eyes lit up like stars.

His appearance could be said to be perfect.

His skin was white and as smooth as marble.

Furthermore, this Emperor had a warm and calm aura.

His every movement and action seemed to be a gentle spring breeze.

All in all, this person seemed to be perfection, yet extremely close and warm to others.

“You are Zhao Feng?

There’s no need to be nervous.

This is the True Martial Sacred Land.

Even if the Emperor of Death himself arrives, he can’t harm you.”

Duanmu Qing inspected Zhao Feng and gave a warm smile.

Zhao Feng’s emotions started to calm down.

Earlier, Duanmu Qing used his Emperor Projection and made the Death Guards kneel.

The power of that shocked Zhao Feng, but he started to regain his calm.

His sharp senses could see the impatience hiding within the depths of Duanmu Qing’s eyes.

It wasn’t hard to guess that Duanmu Qing really wanted to know what had happened to the Purple Night Sacred Lord.

However, Duanmu Qing had been raised nicely, and his actions were elegant.

He didn’t rush Zhao Feng; he calmed Zhao Feng down instead.

Without Duanmu Qing asking, Zhao Feng took out the Purple Saint Token and started to talk about what had happened in the Purple Saint Ruins, as well as his first and second visits.

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