The Supreme Elder of Kunlun's pinnacle mountain was startled and suddenly turned his head toward the direction of the sound.
Under a tree not far away was that kid called Ning Fan!
"How is that possible?!"
The eyes of the Supreme Elder from the pinnacle mountain widened, filled with disbelief.
When he came out, he specifically sensed for the boy's presence, clearly not detecting any trace of him.
He hadn't sensed the boy's presence until he left the formation.
"Senior, no need to be so surprised."
Ning Fan, with his arms crossed, leisurely walked up to him, smiled faintly and said, "I have to thank the senior for making way, allowing me to win this round."
"You!"
The Supreme Elder from the pinnacle mountain was about to question Ning Fan about what means he used to get ahead of him.
