C906 The Stubborn Resistance

The chilly wind carried fine gray snowflakes as it passed through the broken wooden windows of the Taoist temple. Lee Feng, who was blind, rubbed his forehead and put the report on the table.

His gloomy eyes swept across the people present.

The Order of Wisdom, the Demon Race, the Di Family, and the Transmigrators were all sitting in front of a long wooden table, deep in thought