At this moment, an angry roar burst out from a small courtyard inside Wanyu Immortal City, but it was blocked by a sound absorption array in the courtyard.
Zheng Feng stared at the pile of fake space rings condensed from Spirit Iron in front of him, somewhat dumbfounded.
"The disguise of this Space Ring is actually better than what I could do." Zheng Feng said incredulously.
Once he calmed down, Zheng Feng didn't feel too regretful that his year-long efforts had turned into a pile of scrap iron. If his skills were inferior to others, he could only blame himself.
He even wanted to find the young man, or rather, the senior, to learn from him. After all, cultivators in their line were scarce, so it was rare to meet one another.
"It would be great if I could meet that senior again." Zheng Feng lamented.
At this time, within the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan called Xu Yuexian out.
