"Slave!"
A burly man of the Miao surname held a red jade ring in his hand and bellowed, "How dare you steal the supreme treasure of the South Fire Sect... Die!"
Mana surged around his body crazily injecting into the red jade ring during the late stage of Core Formation.
Roar!
A white-browed tiger with hanging eyes leapt out from the red jade ring, and with a single open mouth, clumps of real fire appeared, blocking the surrounding void.
A golden light shield appeared in front of Fang Xing, blocking the thunderous fire, as he watched other cultivators from the South Fire Sect surround him in utter speechlessness.
Clearly, these cultivators were also considered prime suspects.
"Tedious... boring... speechless..."
Fang Xing sighed.
Previously, seeing that everyone was in disguise, he did not care about the concealment of the cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.
Now it seemed that he had been tricked.
The key point was...