After Feng Buping left, Xiao Chen took Meng Qing and flew forward without hesitation.
With the Void Storms dissipated, they could unleash their full speed, traveling swiftly.
A dozen breaths later, they arrived at a certain expanse of the void, where a pure white flower bloomed, resembling a lotus in appearance.
At first glance, apart from its fresh color and pure aura, it seemed rather ordinary in other aspects.
But the fact that it wasn't growing in water, but in the void, was already astonishing enough to shake the heavens and earth.
Logically, the void should be devoid of any conditions for plant growth. And yet, a flower grew there?
"Young Master, is this the treasure Feng Buping and you were searching for?" Meng Qing asked, her voice laced with doubt.
"Yes, it should be this!" Xiao Chen replied, "However, Feng Buping and I are probably the same in that we don't know this flower's origins. We were merely drawn by its aura!"
