"It seems to be a Heaven Grade Spiritual Root, the talent is indeed not bad..."
Fang Xi looked at Feng Yingyue, deep in thought.
"Prime Taoist Mu, what do you intend to do?"
The Supreme Elder of the Feng Family, surrounded by several treasures, stood protectively like a mother hen, shielding Feng Yingyue behind her.
If not for the blood still trickling from the corner of her mouth, she would have looked even more imposing.
"Nothing... I merely wish to borrow the Wind-Controlling Immortal Bead for a moment."
With a thought from Fang Xi, a pitch-black seal swiftly returned to him.
But around the valley, without anyone knowing when, a layer of five-colored fog had appeared, filled with tumbling runes, clearly an impressive array had been set up.
The Supreme Elder of the Feng Family tried to use several magical instruments in secret, only to discover that all methods of communication and Secret Skills were unable to reach the outside world, causing her heart to sink inevitably.
