A Furious Fan Ze

Fan Ze was very angry.

It was true.

As a native of Qing Ming City, and one of the few cultivators who managed to attain four-star here, he was fuming now.

How dare someone set their designs on him?

Who gave them the courage?!

It was still not as bad if it was in other places.

But over here!

At his house!

How dare they come looking for him?!

He was mad.

Did the door offend them? How dare they shatter it to pieces!

Hence…

A furious Fan Ze went on a killing spree in the haze!

Those who did not know why they were here all dropped dead. By the time Fan Ze went back, he realized that his most precious thing was missing.

"That was to lure an enemy away from his territory."

Fan Ze gritted his teeth.

He had fallen for it.

And what surprised him the most was——

There was no aura!

He had clearly set up many restraints and prohibitions in the wooden box, but none of them worked.