The Antarctic Fairy Island that was once prosperous in the past has long since become history. Walking among the dilapidated palaces, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There is no immortal force in this world.

Back then, when he had just come into contact with the outside world, he felt that forces like the Antarctic Fairy Island were as big as a giant.

High and above.

But now, he can already look sideways at many powerful men in the quasi-emperor realm.

The Antarctic Fairy Island has become a cloud of the past.

The main hall has not collapsed yet, and there is a large formation protecting the main hall.

"You help me guard the gate!"

Lin Feng said.

He plans to refine the Antarctic Immortal Source, and maybe he can achieve a breakthrough.

"Yes, sir!"

The Poison Ancestor and the Evil Lord Saint responded.

Lin Feng entered the main hall to refine the Antarctic Immortal Source.

The Poison Ancestor and the Evil Saint guarded the outside, preventing anyone from approaching.

Lin Feng swallowed the Antarctic Immortal Source.

The Antarctic Immortal Source turned into the purest energy and poured into his body.

Three days later.

Lin Feng came out of seclusion.

This time, he got huge benefits from refining the Antarctic Immortal Source.
Chapter completed!