Fan Wubing suddenly knew what to do.
He raised the Heavy Profound Forging Immortal Hammer with both hands and leaped up.
He was only at the Peak of Nascent Soul, so he couldn't fly in the air.
But he knew the Dragon Walk.
If he couldn't fly, could he not jump?
Once,
Twice,
Three times...
He jumped higher and higher.
On the ground, the three were utterly shocked.
"What... exactly is he trying to do?" Ye Yixian asked.
Ji Wenrui was also at a loss. He had weathered countless storms, yet he had never witnessed such a scene.
He was bewildered, "Could he be trying to deliver the Heavy Profound Forging Immortal Hammer to Chengming? But Chengming's Martial God's body is shattered, getting the hammer would be useless, moreover, the Holy Emperor is still there."
Ye Yixian suddenly trembled in his heart, and he thought of a person... When thinking of that person, he felt that this matter might not be as crazy after all.
Because that's exactly how that person was!
