The green light dispersed, and a crater with a diameter of a hundred meters appeared on the ground. In the center of that crater, the Great Elder of the Cang Family sat with a dark expression on his face.
Half of his body was enveloped in the deep blue aura of Profound Ice Cold Qi, while the other half thrummed with Thunder Spiritual Power. The two forces were in opposition to each other.
On his right hand, the Storage Ring on his index finger had developed a crack.
This was an Intermediate Storage Ring, with a space of a hundred cubic meters inside, more valuable than a Spiritual Rank Martial Art.
And now, it had shattered.
The Great Elder of the Cang Family's eyes burned with fury; he wished he could tear Lin Xuan into countless pieces!
An hour later, the Profound Ice Cold Qi on his body had dissipated.
"Ah! You little beast, come out here!"
His voice was like the Thunder Sea, thundering far and wide, clearly audible within a hundred miles radius.
