Your father should have been in the Formless Race, but he ended up here because of a woman.
Unexpectedly, you are the same.
The heavens are vast and boundless. How did my lineage of Feng Chengzi end up like this?
Why? Why? I'm truly unsettled!"
Song Yan lowered his head and muttered, "So this is how it is," but immediately clenched his fist, looked up towards the thought of the ancient ancestor of the Formless Race who called himself Feng Chengzi, and said, "Even without the Innate Inheritance, I, Tang Fan, can still achieve the Great Path!"
Feng Chengzi gently stroked his white beard, quietly watching him.
Song Yan's eyes were filled with determination and vigor, a vigor that belonged to a fearless young man.
For a long time...
Feng Chengzi said, "Good!"
