Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the summit of Two Pillar Mountain, and Hong Qingyan, eager to stay by his side, naturally refrained from wandering around, lest she distract him.
As various teams dispersed in all directions, Two Pillar Mountain returned to tranquility. With no wraiths to trouble the vicinity, the area had become relatively safer for the moment.
Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes, and his Sea of Consciousness was once again filled with the image of those two peerless experts standing at the summit.
In fact, the peak where Ye Feng was currently seated was the very one where the Demon Horn Tribe's Void Realm expert stood over two thousand years ago; the only difference was that half of the peak had been cut away.
"Sitting cross-legged is not as good as standing up, much like that Demon Horn Tribe expert!" Ye Feng said with a slight smile, and then slowly stood up, hands behind his back, gazing forward with an imposing look.
