"How could one survive in the Profound Heaven?" Feng Yiju chuckled and shook his head, slowly descending from the sky.

The steward stopped talking. At his realm, he disdained to lie.

Luo Rujin looked at Feng Yiju: "Sect Leader Feng, you don't think that with the Mountain Soul Battlefield, the Profound Heaven is helpless, do you?"

Did he really think that the Profound Heaven Sect had been vegetating for tens of thousands of years?