Han Feng injected his primordial power into it, and the jade note was immediately broken. The white light scattered, forming a shadow in the air. As the shadow moved, the face of the Purple Clouds Sage was revealed.
"Han Feng, if you wish to live, don't tell anyone that the remains of Yao Huang are no longer in your hands. Remember!"
The simple words made Han Feng feel very happy. Obviously, the sage Zi Xiao was more worried about his safety. Otherwise, he would not send these high-level magic weapons and these warnings.
"Is the Tianxuan Sword Sect really so terrible? Even if Saint Zi Xiao is an Individual Immortal, he has to be afraid of them." Han Feng thought.
Han Feng knew that after leaving the Holy City, he had to fight for his life. Therefore, he wanted to refine the two magic t
