Towering Ancient Tree! Temple of Crafts!

Chu Feng's deep voice echoed in everyone's ears.

In a short period of time, based on the current information, he could only make a rough guess.

However, Chu Feng felt that his guess was very likely correct.

The next moment, the group of black-armored soldiers had already arrived before Chu Feng and the others.

As they did not have a physical body, when they paused, the sound of armor colliding was especially ear-piercing.

Chu Feng and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to do next.

They could only wait for the black-armored soldiers to move.

Soon, the leader of the black-armored soldiers suddenly made a stiff gesture.

Then, without doing anything else, they turned around and walked east.

Behind him, the other black-armored soldiers followed.

"Let's go, we'll follow too."

Chu Feng said in a low voice, since they had already come this far, there was no need to be afraid.