Heading to the center of the Central Plains

Seeing that Li Tian wasn't seriously injured, the fat man heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing that everyone was here, Li Tian didn't want to delay any further and looked at Feng Qiao.

"Let's go,"he said.

Yu Shan made a move, and a spirit boat suddenly appeared in the sky. It carried a majestic spirit power Pressure, and all kinds of restrictions and array formations were stacked around it.

"Father."

Feng Qiao turned around to look at Feng Zijing, who was behind him. He opened his mouth to say something, but Feng Zijing interrupted him.

"If you can't learn it, you don't have to come back."

Feng Zijing's voice was cold and emotionless, and there was no sadness on his face, only a sense of heartlessness.

Something flashed across Feng Qiao's eyes. He nodded and turned around to board the spirit boat.

Li Tian looked at Feng Zijing and pouted. He then nodded at Yu honglian and the others.

"Take care," he said.