After an hour, jiujianxian finally took Ye Feng to the Mountain Gate of Ziwei palace. He saw a magnificent mountain peak and countless human friars gathered. The spirit light of various arrays and magic weapons kept flashing, at least tens of thousands of people. At the top of the mountain, Xuantong and Xuanhua stood quietly on a white cloud, with a dignified face.

"follow me!"

jiujianxian gave a low voice to Ye Feng and landed on the white cloud where Xuantong and his two men stood.

"Tibetan Taoist friend, you are here at last. It's not good now!" Seeing the arrival of jiujianxian, Xuantong said with a dignified face.

Ye...