C623 Purplish Golden Hall

With that, the Old Man Fei Chen disappeared in a flash!

"Hey! I still have a lot of questions!"

Chen Shaofeng looked on helplessly as Old Man Fei Chen slipped away. Right now, he had no choice but to ask.

The imprint on his forehead allowed him to form a connection with the purple-gold palace, allowing him to feel the circulation of Essence within it